What can I say? I got home from our whirlwind Midwestern weekend (the children were excellent on the plane both ways, praise Jebus) with lots of mail/magazines waiting for me, in addition to the books I was already reading but of course made no progress in over said weekend.
P.S. Getting on a plane at the ass-crack of dawn this morning to fly, by myself, with both children, to Chicago for my nephew's baptism this weekend. Just me! No other adult backup! With Drama Queen and Sir Shrieksalot! Wheeee! . . . Pray for us.