Where Have I Gone, Joe Dimaggio?

So Miles says today, "I wonder how hard it is to drive a school bus?"
And I say,"Oh, it's hard! I think you have to go to a special bus-driver class, and take a test and everything."
And he says, "Hmm... Yeah...."
Then, more animatedly: "But I was thinkin,' the hardest part, it's probably knowing which school to drive the bus to."

Ahh.... I have missed blogging! Many apologies if any out there (other than the kind, kind Aunt Ellen) have missed the updates. There are times in life I can live through or write about -- but not both at the same time. Daily stuff is using up all my energy right now, and there's hardly anything left for real-live people, much less for the (less-important but still demanding) task of wordcrafting.

I'm fine, though the holiday season is a blur. And, as 2007 dawns, I concede that I have finally acheieved some kind of self-sustaining, perpetual-motion Constantly-Behind-at-Work status. (Go me!)

But I have wiseman pictures, and cute Milesisms, and thoughts and prayers and coming-year hopes... all to share, as soon as I gain the bandwidth. Today (almost right now, actually), I am leaving to staff a high school spiritual retreat weekend, so any further lucid thoughts are out. I'm pretty excited about the event, I would say. But I could also just take a nap and be fine.

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