I changed the name of my blog, and explaining my lack of posting, in three chapterlets.

1.

I like this name better. It makes me feel like I can say whatever I want, and it's the address anyway, so it seems as nice and natural as something like a blog can be. I think the other name made me feel too...dark, or maybe I was intimidated that I needed to be deep, or something.

(Let the record show that the former name of this blog was "deeper (and maybe darker)".)

(Wow, I like that punctuation string there.)

So. Here we still are. Or "again are", maybe.

2.

I want to clarify that my reasons for posting do not include, "not thinking". On the contrary, I have been thinking quite a bit, and have had things I've actually wanted to post about. However, there is so much to do, I just haven't managed to type stuff up here.

But I will soon. I at least have to post about this concert that I went to on Tuesday. It was fantastic.

3.

Here's a short story about one thing that has kept me from my typing:

This is the second day of trying to potty train my 33-month-old. We put him in underwear and watch watch watch so that when he goes, we can sweep him off to the potty. I think it is working, but I don't know when he'll stop peeing/pooping in his underwear and on the floor, and it is wearying.

Normally I'd put that story on my other blog, except that this is the point of this story right now: it is making me feel very run down. It is actually making me feel glad to be going to work next week to escape from it a bit.

This afternoon I was getting discouraged, and left for maybe 20 minutes to get a latte, the kind with caffeine. And guess what? That stuff still makes me happy. While I was happy, he actually peed in the potty, more than just a few drips! But it wore off, and I am tired again, and he has peed on the floor at least twice since then.

See? I'm so run down I can't even remember properly.

Maybe the lesson is that I should drink more coffee. I wonder if the effect on the child would still exist if I just drank decaf. What if by my drinking coffee, my kid would magically be potty trained? I think that would be awesome.