Sigh… I know, it’s not nice to call yourself names. And yeah, this is how I feel sometimes.

Like giving up.

Like stuff is piling up and I SHOULD be working harder, and I SHOULD be a more attentive mom, and I SHOULD know how to navigate the very very TERRIFYING waters of self-promotion with this whole book thing.

But here’s the reality, and it’s stuff I keep forgetting:

1. I’m human… dammit.

2. Life doesn’t suck.

3. Even when life does suck, it’s usually temporary and almost always self-imposed.

4. My kids freaking ROCK and I have fantastic friends… so I must be doing something right. Right???

Yes, absolutely! But it’s still easy to get swallowed by the wide world of insecurity. So what to do?

Not to worry! Like every self-respecting supervillain, I have a plan. And yes, it is diabolical.

I realized this morning (upon waking in the middle of the night, completely freaked out over– wait for it– a BAKE SALE I’m supposed to be organizing at my kids’ school) that the reason I haven’t been blogging regularly is because I worry that what I write won’t be clever enough or thoughtful enough to impress the cyber-verse. Happily, I also realized that the cyber-verse has WAY more important things to think about than whether I’m impressing them or not. Kim Kardashian’s wardrobe, for example. That shit is hilarious! I can’t top that! Or Jessica Simpson’s weight-loss regime. How could I POSSIBLY create anything more gripping?

So I give up.

From now on I’m going to blog for fun. Because really, blogging is like an online party, right? And my bottom line with parties is, “If I’m not having fun, then what’s the point?”

Here are the new rules:

1. When you’re on this site, there’s no judgment. You can say anything, including telling me I’m full of it. (Relax, my friends do this ALL the time, and I still adore them.)

2. Everybody’s beautiful here, including Kim Kardashian and Jessica Simpson… no matter what they’re wearing.

3. I’m not going to hang my sense of personal self-worth on how many comments I get. Because that’s really stupid. Almost as stupid as freaking out over a bake sale, you know?

Okay, done ranting. Going back to bed now.

Love you all madly!!!