I’m out in LA tomorrow filming a pilot until Thursday.  (This one is about dating, the last one was about fashion - and they’re not mutually exclusive, so I’m hoping BOTH get picked up.)

In any case, that, combined with my parents, brother & future sister-in-law arriving in New York on Thursday (I get back about 10 hours after them), the insanity of the bicoastal birthday bashes, then four days of meetings in SF … well, suffice it to say, I probably won’t be posting a lot (not even the usual photos with captions) over the next few days.

I’m sorry to those who get upset / angry when I don’t post.  I stopped posting frequently some time ago, for a variety of reasons - mostly because something I used to love for its positivity and openness, for the catharsis, began to feel scary and hurtful to me.  I couldn’t be sure that someone wouldn’t twist my words around.  Actually, it was worse than that: I could be absolutely sure that someone somewhere WOULD twist my words around.  At the end of the day, it didn’t seem like putting myself out there was a smart idea, in terms of my own personal happiness, as well as the happiness of those around me.

When I began this site, I wanted it to be like tagging along with me.  But for various reasons, from lack of time to lack of energy to general desire to keep certain portions to myself, I can’t - and don’t want - to do that anymore.

In fact, for some time (over Christmas, especially) I thought that perhaps I didn’t want to write on a site AT ALL anymore, but I was wrong about that too.

I do want to share, but I’m going to share on my own terms.

From now on, please realize this:

This is a peek into my life, not the entire thing.

Some days I’ll share quite a bit. Other days, nothing at all.  You might not always know what I’m up to, how I feel, what I’m doing - or why. If that upsets you, I’m sorry.

I have to make the best decisions for me, and for the people in my life.  Sometimes that’s not going to make you happy.  Sometimes you might disagree with a decision I make or comment I write, or generally just think I suck.  But if I’ve realized anything over the last three years, it’s that THERE IS NO CONCEIVABLE WAY to make everyone happy.

In the end, the only person I have to answer to is myself - and - not to get too heavy here, but, yes, God.

Anyway.  God’s telling me to go to bed now.  Goodnight, bunnies.  ;)