Just write

Did you think I was held captive in the new Target? I wasn't. Just busy and lazy about writing...

And then I kept thinking that I need to come back with something spectacular to make amends for my neglect... But there is minimal spectacular in trips to Target, the Little League field and

I decided I should just write. So I'm writing...

I'm dry already

We welcomed the time change with great joy in our house. Any time we get an extra hour of sleep it feels like a miracle.

It's been a rough week at Chez Yerem: Dean has been very sick (but doing well today, thank you); the activities have been many; and sleep has been little.

We just played hooky from church and the Harvest Festival isn't till this afternoon. It's a limited amount, but it's free time. Yahoo!

And you probably don't care about any of that, but I'm trying to blog every day. Why hasn't Neil said something cute yet today? That's always good for a post... 

An exercise in futility?

I just joined NaBloPoMo and I'm stressed out already. Do I really think I can post EVERY DAY for the entire month of November? What about taking the kids to school? kids homework (4th grade is kicking my butt)? working? coffee drinking? complaining about the PTA? ignoring the laundry and bathrooms? These things take up serious time.