Sunday, December 16, 2007

Missing in Action

I am really sorry, you guys. I had no intention of disappearing. I apologize to those I read regularly. And to those of you who e-mailed and left comments worrying about my welfare(Susan and Peter)...thank you.

I just haven't been able to pull my brain together this past week. I know a fair bit of it is pregnancy brain. Some of it is holiday stress (shopping, cooking, did I mention I just made a couple of pounds of fudge this week?). Every time I sat down to write, I couldn't put a coherent sentence together. The phone would ring, or I'd get distracted by something else I had to do, and I just couldn't get the words to flow.

I was trying to explain this to Ray on Thursday, when I mentioned that I hadn't blogged all week, and that I was barely capable of checking e-mail. He suggested I just write an entry as it would be coming out of my brain. It would look a lot like this:

So, a little while back, My Two Cents left a comment about wanting to know the truth behind the myth of the Southern Man. Well, let me tell you...uh. Wait. Where was I? Oh, shit, there goes the phone again. (walks off to answer, comes back) Right, where was I again? Oh, yeah...The Southern Man. Aw, crap, I think I forgot to water the tree. What time do I have to be at work today? Why is the cat climbing the door frame again? I wish those damn construction workers would knock off the hammering this early. Wait, it's not early. It's late. Crap, I don't have time to write. I haven't even had a shower yet. Where did the morning go? What day is it? Thursday? Friday? Ugh, I haven't written a Friday Five. I got nuthin. Aw, hell, there goes the phone again.

At that point, I wander off, completely forget I even had a post open, and somehow manage to shower and make it to work on time. Where I promptly forget to clock in, and also forget which studio I left my headphones in, and where I laid my pen down.

So, it's not you guys. Honest. It's me.

I'm usually not this scatterbrained. It's a sad day when my husband (who can remember anything to do with baseball, but not his mother's birthday) has to remind me (who could tell you every detail of a conversation she had with someone three years ago) to take the shopping list with me as I head out the door. I suppose I could blame this on "pregnancy brain", or my recent lack of sleep ( a pregnant belly is a killer for stomach sleepers), or the suddenly compelling re-runs of The Waltons on the Hallmark Channel.

I don't know.

But I did want you to know, I'm alive in body, if not entirely in brain.


laurie said...

well, glad to hear you're around in body, if not in mind. and here i thought you might be off giving birth.

not quite time for that, eh?

Willowtree said...

Well that's a relief.

JRH said...

Seems to be a lot of this going around these days, and many of us aren't even pregnant. Let's forgive ourselves and just say, "See ya next year!" Okay? Good to know all's well in your world, though.

The Rotten Correspondent said...

You know, dear, that when you're with friends you don't need to apologize.

Pregnancy brain is a bitch. But you'll come out on the other side. Truly.

Dumdad said...

I know the feeling and I'm not even pregnant (I think that bulge is just beer).

Relax and enjoy the time passing. I've slowed up blogging recently what with house-husbandry, Christmas, a new roof being fitted, the demands of the cat etc etc.

If we were all incredibly rich we could DICTATE our blogpost to a secretary while lounging on the chaise longue and sipping a cocktail...

Jo Beaufoix said...

Glad you're ok sweetie. But don't worry. This time of year is so crazy, without having a whole other person inside you using up brain cells and energy. RC is right. We're your friends. We know you'll be back when you're ready, so chill.

auntie barbie said...

Glad to hear everything is fine. Being pregnant and dealing with the holidays can be mind numbing.

Leendaluu said...

I've got a numb brain and wish I had pregnancy to blame it on (well, no i don't since last time I was pregnant I had twins...although they are the likely cause of the numb brain). Glad to see you are ok! said...

I know the feeling. I am getting calls asking if I'm alright or whether I have given up blogging. We clearly don't like having our routines monkeyed with.
Glad you're well.
Mike said...

I know the feeling. I am getting calls asking if I'm alright or whether I have given up blogging. We clearly don't like having our routines monkeyed with.
Glad you're well.
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Mya said...

Hi Jen,
No it's not your pregnancy brain - the previous comment appears three times!
I have an addled brain most of the time too - but at least you can explain to people you're preggers -I just have to explain to people I'm generally bewildered.

Glad everything's OK though, I must admit I was beginning to wonder if you'd gone on holiday! Take care, relax and EAT FUDGE. Hmmm. Think I might go and make some now...

Mya x

my two cents said...

It is always nice to have you around; pregnancy brain and all!

PixelPi said...

Alas, I don't even have an excuse like pregnancy. I've just been scatterbrained and put something down and can't find it (like the vacuum cleaner)until I follow a trail of blood drops. There is indeed a lot of this going around these days and no inoculation in sight yet. Sigh.

bellevelma said...

Maybe our minds wandered off together. I seem to have lost mine completely. I'm hoping it comes back. Glad to know you are still around. I read this post the day you posted it, but in my typical fashion, I respond days later. Cheers!

Diana said...

Hell, at least YOU managed to get a post in this week. I almost went 2 weeks.

(Shall we now sing? "Anything you can suck, I can suck better, I can suck anything better than you!!")

Jen said...

laurie Yeah, five months along is a bit early. If I had been giving birth, we'd all still be in the hospital right now.

willowtree, thank you, dear. Sorry to have made you worry (although secretly it makes me grin just a bit that you worried at all!)

jrhSee ya next year! And I hope you and Mrs. Me have a Happy New Year!

RC, ask anyone who's known me for a few years. I apologize for everything, even when it's not my fault. Thank you, though. And, yeah, it is a bitch, but not nearly as much as the irritability that comes with it. Feel pity for my poor husband.

dumdadPlease let me know when you give birth to a bouncing baby six-pack. *grin* If I wanted to torment my husband, I suppose I could make him write for me, but his writing is a lot better than mine. He might show me up.

auntie barbie The fudge recipe was a hit, thank you. Even if it helped make the holidays a bit more mind numbing *grin*

Jo, thank you dear. It is a bit crazy, but it's the inability to write that's driving me most crazy. It's a bit like trying to pull words through a rather murky chowder.

leendaluu Doyou get double the pregnancy brain with twins? I think I would lock myself in a room for the duration of my pregnancy for the saftey of myself and others. I may still do that. It's always an option.

Mike LOL, yeah I suppose I'm not doing too badly, all things considered. Was wondering where you'd got to, but I have no room to talk.

Mya You don't generally come off as befuddled, so you hide it well. *smile* And I have a great and easy fudge recipe to share, if you want it.

my two cents Thank you, and thank you for asking after me.

PixelPi Hmm, I haven't lost the vacuum yet, but I'm a bit worried about where I've hidden some Christmas presents.

bellevelmaI'm just glad you're reading. I don't always get to comment on yours when I want to, either. If my brain is hangning out with yours, do you suppose they're having fun? Maybe sitting in the sun, sipping cocktails and laughing about how much more fun they are having than us!

diana My husband was reading your comment over my shoulder and busted a gut laughing. I won't repeat the comment he made. *grin*