Okay, so I’ve broken my promise already. I swore I would write more often, but I haven’t so much as paused here for almost two full weeks. How will you ever trust me again?
Actually, I’m hoping you won’t hold me entirely responsible for this last lapse. I started to write something a week ago, but I didn’t have time to do much with it when the inspiration struck, and every time I sat down thereafter to work on it, I felt guilty about doing that instead of finishing the Get Rid of Things article I started a month ago or doing the final grading for my class. It was just an abnormally busy week, and when I can’t give my mind over to what I’m writing, the product usually isn’t worth reading.
I’m relatively relaxed at the moment, however, because Eric and I just returned home after a couple of days at his parents’ house, where we ate unlikely quantities of food, drank in surprising moderation, and played some silly games. The chief purpose of our visit, however, was this:
Audrey Doris. A girl baby. Her daddy is Eric’s youngest brother, Joe, and she is our very first niece. We have five nephews, so a baby with a bow on her head is a novelty.
Of course, it’s always nice to see Katie, too:
