Maybe I just didn't feel like blogging.
There. I said it. I didn't want to.
When I started this blog I was blogging everyday. I put immense pressure on myself to generate lots of content, leave comments on everyone's blogs and spend copious amounts of time on it. And it was good.
I was striving to get more readers.
I was stressed if I didn't post everyday.
I did the PFB contest- had a blast.
Then I got really tired. Pooped.
Why do I do this?
Is it a business? Do I get paid? No and, um, no.
Well, I slowly got back on the blogging horse, as it were, and started up again on January 1st. But I had realized something, I only wanted to blog when I FELT like it. That's the whole point of this blog for me- to be a creative outlet. Creative comes in spurts. It happens when it happens.
I felt burned out just writing about recipes all the time, even with the passion I have for cooking, I wanted to step out of a box.
Good blogging friends have given me sound advice, which was this: you can write about what you want, when you want, how you want.
And I was REALLY busy watching the Hubs do manly stuff like shovel snow in a blizzard. What a man.