Now You See Me, Now You Don't

It feels that way anyway. I have been absent. Going through the motions on a day to day basis but not really engaged with anything. I find it amazing how energy works. It comes and goes completely of its own accord. I am finally learning to roll with the ebb and flow more which is nice after years of fighting the unconquerable.

I have missed my little blog though and all the lovely people who visit and leave me messages. I still look at it everyday and visit other favourites but I have no comments to make and nothing to say for myself. Anyway, I am back. Mostly anyway.

During the week I was thinking about those Blogging Without Obligation badges that you see on some blogs. The irony of having to tell people that you are not going to feel obliged to blog makes me smile (and even chuckle). I really love true irony and now I am wondering if I wouldn't like to have one on my blog just to be ironic.

I have also been wondering as part of this conversation with myself whether Alanis Morissette didn't have any friends to tell her that "rain on your wedding day" and other such things aren't ironic but simply bad luck. How does someone get to make a whole chart-topping song about irony that is actually inaccurate in its definition. Surely that is the greatest irony of all.

So, you can see my state of mind. Cynical and dry. I don't mind it so much. The people around me probably do.

This is post number 50 which is kind of exciting. It also coincides with the "Festival of Cath" - my birthday, which peaks this Sunday but generally I turn into a week long celebration that includes meals out, shopping and general indulgence. In order to celebrate both the blogging milestone and the festival I am planning a giveaway. Pop back in the next couple of days to check it out. It's going to be fun.