Does a blog have a life span?

I feel like my blog has been slightly neglected.  I thought I was going to hit this blog so hard in the summer.  Just attack it full force.  Work on it like crazy, give it all the time and attention it needs to be a growing, healthy blog- one day able to support itself.  But you know how summer goes...  It's hard to make yourself wake up at 7 am when you could wake up at 9 am instead.  It's hard to force yourself to sit down at a computer when your friend is going to the water park, and when your husband is dying to see World War Z. Somehow a day slips by without me putting in the time I wanted and then somehow another and then somehow it's July 8 and I've done the bare minimum on the blog all summer.

I'm sorry, blog.

I suppose the truth is I feel uninspired... like my blog voice is gone and used up, like I got nothing more to say, like people are tired of the same old same old.  Does a blog have a life span?  I'm getting close to two years of blogging- is it about time for this baby to just lie down and die?  Or will she continue on for years and years?  Will I blog about the birth of all my children and the Christmases with my grandchildren and the retirement home I live in when I'm 80?  Or is this a "twenty something" year old pastime... soon to be thrown away with my bright lipstick and Taylor Swift cd?  It blows my mind that I have readers who have stuck around for months- I can hardly expect them to be around for decades, don't you think?

And do you know what else is weird?  I think I am scared of the people I know who read my blog.  I'm not scared of the strangers at all.  The strangers give me life and energy.  Blogging was easier when I had no idea who was out there- when I wrote for blank faces in blank homes.  I wrote to the vast universe without any thought of who might read or not read, who might approve or disapprove.  It is easier by far to write to a million strangers than to write for ten people whom you know very well.  Why is it easier to write to strangers?

On the fourth, Greg and I went to a family barbecue with my dad's side of the family.  They are all so sweet and supportive, so almost all my cousins whom I talked to had read up on the blog.  They knew we were sticking around instead of going to California, knew we had just gotten back from Hawaii, knew what I was wearing before I had even showed up.  It just felt strange, in a way.  I can't describe it exactly except for that it felt like I, myself, had violated my own privacy.  Like I was bugged that someone had told all my cousins all that information about myself when it was me that had told them...

Now go ahead and explain THAT for me, will you?

In other new, we've got some winners in the Hiz-ouse!

Gato Negro:   You won the June group giveaway

Taylor Morrell, Audra Kate, Kaylee:  You each won a $25 gift certificante to Very Jane

Kimberly Charlesworth:  You won the $50 Target gift card from Living in Yellow and Me. 

I will be in touch with you lovely ladies in the morning about getting your prizes.  

Here's to a fabulous week!