Where was I yesterday, you ask? (Okay, I’ll pretend you asked.) What was I doing that was so interesting it kept me from the computer?
Nothing, actually. I’m just dog tired. And talk of sleep and complaints about the lack of it are getting old to me. And there’s no other coherent thought making its way through my head. (Although the incoherence might be infinitely more interesting…)
So I just didn’t write anything. In fact, I probably shouldn’t have today. I just can’t stay away from here for that long.
But BabyN cut another tooth yesterday morning, so I’m now waiting on just two more before he hopefully starts sleeping better again. And tomorrow is the weekend, when M gets up early with the boys and lets me sleep late. And vacation starts in a week. There is hope after all.
In other news, someone found my blog using a google search term that’s a little too targeted at my blog specifically. It’s stuff that someone would have to know me in real life to think about searching for. I’m a little freaked out. If I suddenly password-protect everything, that’s why. And if that happens, just e-mail me for the password.