....that I posted.
I know that I'm awful at updating, and I know I'm a broken record about being awful at updating.
But here's the thing:
We moved home.
With that move came a two hour roundtrip commute to my job.
Seasonal Affect Disorder.
No snow for Christmas.
More photo jobs (the most recent can be found here).
Stuff that runs my time-in-the-day clock dry.
I think about writing.
I have a list, actually, of things I need to share.
And no time to share them.
I'm sorry friends. I hope my schedule gets lighter
so that I can get back to my old habits.
So that I can continue to share
all the worthless drivel and irreverence that brings you here
I do promise you the annual "Airing of the Grievances" on Friday.
Maybe even Thursday,
since there may be an ode to a certain wee one
whose birth I will be celebrating.
While hoisting my Festivus pole.
And since no post is complete without a photo,
here is some snow.
Since mother nature won't send us any,
I've asked Elena to throw some your way.