… is my latest excuse. So is dealing with small children and a partner in graduate school. And a full time job, and a messy house, and two large loud dogs, and and and….
I will get better. Spilling my guts is cathartic, and Lord knows I could use some catharsis every once in a while.
In the meantime, here’s our family pileup for our holiday cards. How’d miss poopypants get up there?