I have a birthday arriving in a few days - that makes me a Taurus. I've read a few astrological descriptions that claim we Tauri choose our words wisely, therefore often opting to say less as more.
I'll use that excuse to explain the lame 'ol statement every blogger makes at one point on their keyboard: "Gee it's been a while since I've posted."
But I have no real excuse. I make time to work a 12 hour day. I make time to watch the Sopranos once a week. I make time to go to the gym twice a week. I barely made time to make it to my grad class this semester. I make time to feed the pets, walk the dog and clean up the dead mice my cat leaves behind.
Things I don't seem to have time for - gardening, more walks with the dog, relaxing in my yard, soccer, filming-shooting-writing personal work. I actually enjoy writing - more than I'd expected. I write more in my head than on paper but I'm trying to flip that around. Maybe I'll make it some sort of birthday resolution to re-prioritize my time.
Of course I'll be sure to make time for my pedicure this weekend before heading out for a birthday celebration.