Nothing to Write About

Soooooooo, I have this blog.  Now I have started having blog writer's block guilt.  It was bad enough when I had cake guilt but now it is even worse.
What do you write about when you have nothing to write about?  I am busy with lots of projects but I have nothing to show you right now...hence the guilt.  What do I do?  I struggle between whether or not to write about what I am PLANNING on doing (which I have done before), or to write nothing.
I convinced myself that you are all sitting around your computers waiting for an email telling you I have updated my blog.  Anxiously waiting, even.  If this isn't true please keep it to yourself as I enjoy my imagined celebrity.
Halloween is coming up.  That is always a big event in my household.  My husband and I had a Halloween themed costume wedding and this year is even more special because we are celebrating our 10th anniversary.
I always make the kids their costumes.  Monday we went out and picked out all of the fabric and trim for Princess Peach (from Super Mario Brothers) and the White Queen (from Alice in Wonderland).  My husband and I also dress up.  Each of us coordinates with one of the girls.  Kevin is going to be Mario and I am going to be Um.  I wish I had something to show you here.  Some amazing picture of a costume I have whipped up over the last few days, but I don't.  The fabric is all still in the bag.
Immediately after Halloween I start preparing for Christmas.  I don't mess around.  If I drop the ball the whole holiday season will be a huge, monstrous, hideous disaster. (This, of course, is PROBABLY not true.  I can't take that chance, though.)
I am kind of hesitant to admit this, but I have already finished all of my Christmas shopping for my family.  Well, except for my sister, Sariah, but I know what I am getting her.  In my defense I have 5 brothers and sisters, a sister-in-law, in-laws and two sets of parents.  Oh, and a nephew, and Dessa.  I think that is it, but you can see why I start early.  I plan on crocheting shawls for the girls' teachers (which I do while waiting during ballet classes).
Well, enough of my "I have nothing to write" rant.  See you next week!