An Untitled Post

For the past two and a half hours, I have planted my back pockets on an office chair and tried to write a blog. Again and again and again. Believe it or not from the quality of this post, even this is a third draft.

I'm not the most faithful blogger, but it would be a shame to miss this week. So I've tried again and again to write about the royal wedding (as if you need to hear one more blog about it). I've tried again and again to write about my new braces (because I haven't been all that excited to spread the news around). I've tried to write about book reviews, about Anna's adorable moments of the week. I've tried to write a blog begging my parents for a ride to The King's Speech this weekend, I've tried to rant about the Greg Mortenson controversy, I've tried to tell you why it was humanely impossible for me to wake up at four AM this morning and watch Will and Kate's carriage ride.

But I have writer's block.