Monthly Archive for March 2011
I didn’t mean to be gone so long.
When we came home from a long weekend in Palm Springs, I planned to post here within the week. But, instead, silence. And I don’t really know why. It’s not that I didn’t have anything to say about the weekend. To the contrary, I had plenty to say, but nothing seemed to leap from my mind to the screen.
It’s been one of those weeks. The weeks where you feel like you’re hanging on for dear life, one day hurtling toward the next, and then the next. Suddenly, it’s nearly Friday and you’ve barely caught your breath since Monday. Barely stopped to think. Barely said boo to your husband.
But so much of it has been good—the kind of good that’s completely out of the ordinary, in the best ways—so you can’t complain. Your sister-in-law got engaged. (!!!) Your sister came to town. (!!!) The sun has been out all week. (!!!) It’s been light out well before 7 a.m. and enough past 5 p.m. to make a difference. (!!!)