And So It Begins ...

The school year, that is. You know I was in denial all summer. Yet here it is, upon us. Apparently denial does not change reality. Who would've thought?

I'd like to pretend I'm busy and therefore not posting. And I am busier than I was. Really. With school and extracurricular activities, and church choir, and still all the usual household things to oversee. But mostly I haven't been posting 'cause I've been tired.

Turns out that getting up early, staying up and working most of the day, and going to bed late make you tired. Yeah. I know. I should get some sort of prize for figuring that out. Who knows, maybe walking more and being almost 40 and pregnant factor in, too. You never know.

But I'm still alive, in case you were starting to doubt that. I've even taken some pix for the blog. Imagine them: The third day of school (yeah, I know, most people take pictures of the FIRST day, but we were just trying to make sure we HAD a first day, way back then) ... the nice family walk to the local nature center ... stuff like that. But I didn't get any of them posted.

Since you have to imagine them, imagine a picture of us all sitting around the living room, cozy, reading together. The young ladies are knitting while listening. The boys are playing with blocks, but oh, so quietly, while they listen attentively. It is clean and comfortable, cozy, and everyone is learning so very much, and asking insightful and appropriate questions. Oh, and it smells like fresh baked bread.

Oh, I'm not saying that's the way school really goes, here. I'd like it if it did, but it doesn't. But since I haven't posted pictures of reality, that's the way I'd like you to imagine it. You may as well imagine me thin, too. While you're at it.