...your forgiveness for my absence.
Like Gladys, I feel compelled to say "I'm still here." While she's been living in the alternate universe of HGTV, I've been leading an existence even more Mom-centric than usual. What with preschool graduation (and requisite picnic), last day of school festivities (and requisite picnic), the ongoing Principal interview process (alas, no picnic involved), various school-centered social events, a total of 8 gifts for teachers accompanied by 8 heartfelt notes which took me an inordinate amount of time to write, etc. etc., I've not been 100% sure of where I'm supposed to be at any given hour. Strange to think there were parents all over the country performing the same rituals and/or tending to the same responsibilities. No wonder we look so ragged. Or maybe that's just me.
I'm going to go do something about the ragged-ness now; I'm sure you understand. But I'll be back to far more regular posting on Monday, fresh as can be and ready to ease into Summer. Before I leave off, I will say that warm-weather reading is well under way, admittedly and happily because our television is currently off-limits. I've read the following so far, and if there's an asterisk following the author's name, the book comes with the highly desirable Nesting Ground Seal of Approval:
Small Island by Andrea Levy *
In the Distant Land of My Father by Bo Caldwell
Missing Mom by Joyce Carol Oates
The Book of Embraces by Eduardo Galleano *
The Gods We Worship Live Next Door by Bino Realuyo *
And currently in the queue...
Night of Sorrows by Frances Sherwood
The Divine Husband by Francisco Goldman
1 comment:
you've been much, much, much more productive than i during your absence from blogland. i marvel at mothers.
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