on not writing much

It has been a busy summer.I turned 30 back in June - a milestone of thirtiesh proportions. After spending an inordinate amount of time contemplating it, wondering if I should be preparing, etc; it just happened - I woke up without my twenties. A blog post has been in draft status ever since, in which I recount 30 blessings I've had in the last 30 years. I'm having trouble finishing it, because there's too much I'm afraid of leaving out.For my birthday weekend, we took a quick trip to New York. New York is amazing, especially when you try to cram the whole bursting, loud thing into just a few days. We met Bryan Cranston, watched Outkast perform for their 20th anniversary, and visited with people we love.My wonderful girlfriend and I moved into a new apartment together a few short weeks later. It has been a blast settling in and making our place feel like home. Pinterest, I don't think we could have done it without you.So in all the excitement, I've been enjoying the moment and not worrying a great deal about writing anything. No regrets there. What was that old Hemingway quote?'In order to write about life, first you must live it.'I don't usually dote on about my personal life in this blog, but that's what's happening! I'm planning to take some courses in the Fall, which should give me ample material for new posts. Until then...