Real life, though, has taken me away temporarily from blogging in earnest.
Jack, age 2, was hospitalized Sunday. He's home now, and it was not life-threatening. It is, however, quite draining for both of us. I am nursemaid to my darling little one until he is back full-throttle.
The only thing full-throttle right now is his pissy attitude about being stuck at home. I swear to god he sounds like Linda Blair: "YOU! GET AWAY FROM ME....."
I am going to a non-obligatory meeting this morning just to have a soupcon of normalcy in my life. Hopefully Jack will sleep this afternoon and I will write.