Staring at a Blank Screen for a Long Time, Produced This

I don't really believe in writer's block. I think that there is always something that you can write about. I feel that there is always something that happens through out the day to inspire a story. It just takes the brain power and a little whit to form those happenings into something fun and enjoyable for people to read.

I constantly find things that spark inspiration in my mind. As soon as ideas hit me, I will write them down in my journal or I will play around with them in my head. And by the end of the day, when I sit down in front of my computer, I can usually write something that is sort of funny and makes people laugh.

But lately, this process has been more difficult. I am struggling for ideas. I am struggling to find the humor in life. The kids have not been very funny. They have just been really annoying. And I am sure that you all don't really want to read about how whiny my children are.

I was starting to think that these winter months were beginning to take its toll on me and my creative process or that the kids have finally sucked the funnies out of me. But then a light bulb went off and I figured out what the problem was.

Sex.

Yes, that is right. Having sex is the reason why I can't form a coherent thought to develop a well written post.

You see with the fact that Valentine's day just happened and there has been a little more romance going on around here than normal has led me to the conclusion that having sex causes everything creative to leave my brain.

So I have decided, after much protesting from Jeff, that there is going to be a lot less sex going on around here. I really have no choice. This has to be done for the goodness that is the blog. I have a following and I need to deliver something other than a post about how I can't write and have sex at the same time or whatever it is that I am trying to say.

I guess that the cause of my lack of brain function could be blamed on the fact that the kids are sick, we have not been sleeping, I feel like I am getting sick, the fact that the world around me is gray, snow covered and blah or that I have been watching the Olympics late into the night.

But, nah. I think that is has everything to do with the sex.

Jeff, I am just kidding....

Maybe