I just discovered that since we, or more accurately, my sister, last posted in July (“Condo hunting”), this blog has acquired 600 new followers! Yahooooo! I’m seriously loving all 682 of you right now!!! (So much so that I am sending each one of you big, big hugs! OOOOOOOO x 682) And I can’t believe y’all are also loving us! But that must be it, mustn’t it? I mean, I don’t think I have that many family members (though I am Filipino and proud of my über-extended family from all over the world), or that many friends (My mom hardly goes out. My sister does nothing all day but play Cityville. And I’m, well, shy.). Thing is, though, this extraordinary increase in readership occurred while I was, er, sleeping, i.e., while I was busy doing everything but posting. So our new 662 followers must have been really blown away by my sister’s “Condo hunting” post (must admit, it was pretty awesome) or must be encouraging me to sleep more often. Or longer. Or forever?!!! Don’t say it. I’d rather think it’s a wordpress glitch.
You deserve an explanation. Why I’ve not been posting.
Sat all morning in front of the Mac trying to come up with good excuses for my neglect. I came up blank. As I have been doing the past month with the posting. I thought maybe you would appreciate some story like that I was off on a Caribbean cruise for a month and the cruise ship didn’t have wifi or the wifi was too slow and all that buffet-eating always made me sleepy at midday, yadda yadda yadda. But you know I’m broke so this might be more convincing: was busy with “life” (which is really no excuse); tutoring my daughter for her final exams, getting her activities lined up for the long, hot summer, setting up playdates with friends, doing yoga, managing the household, cooking … No, not cooking (Seriously?!). Never cooking. No talent for it. I once attempted a beef stroganoff for my roomies back in college and I ended up serving pasta topped with sukiyaki beef in pink sauce (Yes, I did say “pink”; don’t ask me how I did it because I wouldn’t be able to tell you. And no, I didn’t know then that there is a difference between sukiyaki and stroganoff beef cuts). Another time I tried cooking Asian orange chicken but I didn’t have fresh oranges so I improvised with Eight O’Clock instant (powdered) orange juice (What was I thinking?! I don’t remember. Probably something like those plastic orange traffic cones. But maybe not. Traffic cones would have signaled that I not-go-there.). Needless to say both were horrendous. But I digress.
This may be a good (enough) one: I started working part-time. Started like, before the Holy Week. Ok, hell, that doesn’t cover the month. Anyway, maybe you shouldn’t (and don’t actually) care. Point is, I’m back. And I’ll do better, okay?
Photo via chaosinthekitchen.com. Looks yummy, doesn't it? Needless to say that is not my pink beef stroganoff.