Yes, blogging just feels so old, so last-decade.
Twitter is the new blogging. And I don't do much with that, either.
Facebook is the new blogging. It's much more interactive than Blogger ever was for me, but that's just because I didn't have much of a readership here. (Although once, I had an Instalanche from Althouse; that was definitely the high point of this blog's traffic stats.)
I certainly don't have the time for it -- which is the main reason I dropped this blog like a hot "potatoe" (hello, Dan Quayle).
My life is different in many ways than it was the last time I was regularly posting here. For one thing, my Dad - who I blogged about a few times in the last years of his life - died on August 4, 2010. It was my Mom and Dad's 54th wedding anniversary. The priest came to Dad's hospital room in the morning, anointed him, blessed their marriage. Mom helped Dad eat lunch. And then Dad told everyone to go home; he was tired and wanted to rest and they should all just leave.
By the time Mom got home, the phone was ringing: come back to the hospital. They did - and he was already gone.
Other things are different, too.
Our two oldest daughters are now in college.
I can't kiss the top of any of my children's heads anymore.
After a seven year absence, I'm teaching at Carroll
But for some reason I'm feeling the urge to get back to this old blog again.