I meant to. Really I did. It’s just … well, you know:
- new baby sleep loss
- the desire to get out and enjoy a classic New England autumn
- another epic Cubs collapse (and really, this one hurt like nothing since ‘84 – and I was an impressionable lad of 6 then. What was most distressing was the TV cameras’ turning Wrigley reaction shots into misery porn – making this solitary VT Cubbie feel even more alone in the wilds of R. Sox Nation)
- constant political despair and unease
- being full time Papi while I still could (and the lack of computer time as a result)
- nagging guilt that I really should be keeping up with Libraryland instead
- cooking delicious soups and stews
Really, all your babies are gorgeous. And thanks for the gifts. We’ll send something your way soon – too bad you aren’t close enough to come over for soup.
Please stay tuned – really. I’m gonna stick with this.
