As you have all probably heard by now, Club Mom is shutting down its blogs.
Honestly, this is very good timing for me personally. My plate is overflowing with responsibility and posting here was starting to become nearly impossible. As my infrequency in said posting can attest to. It feels right to end my time here. But, I will be forever grateful to Club Mom for plucking my brand new little blog out of the blogosphere a year and a half ago and giving my words a home.
I am so not good with goodbyes. So, let me just be very matter of fact about this.
I'll be transferring all of my posts here at Club Mom over to my personal Cheeky Lotus blog. So, if for instance, you wanted to know how not to paint a door or what immature couples do at hoity-toity art museums, it will still be there for your viewing pleasure. Or pain.
Also, for those of you that subscribe to this feed, please feel free to head over here and in my sidebar click on "Subscribe in a reader" or drop in your email address. Because I like seeing your little faces in that number and...I'll miss you guys if you don't.
this is goodbye.
Shut the door on your way out. Turn out the lights. And let us pick up where we left off over here, so that I can stop crying already...
In closing, I leave you with this disturbing image.
Me + Blogher Conference + box wine + "Mommy Blogger" temporary tattoo = best time ever.
Rock on, mamas.
So. Yeah. It's been brought to my attention (with a little help from my sitemeter) that Club Mom has already begun redirecting my traffic here to my personal blog. So, if you managed to get to this site at all it must have been by paddle boat through the murky waters of Google. Or something. I'm just so glad that for 99% of my readers my final post wasn't about sex. Oh. ...Right.