January, I Hardly Knew Ye.

January is almost over and I don't know where it went!

I started back to work last week and it wasn't nearly as traumatic as I thought it might be--until someone brought their baby into work and I nearly ran out of the building and home to my Abby. Last week was also the first time I've been sick in months, so that wasn't a great way to start work, but other than a cough, I'm feeling better now.

Happy New Year

My goodness tempus fugit! (cliches sound better in Latin). I'm still doing some research on the big post I have coming, so in the meantime: Happy New Year to everyone. Personally, this means some new job opportunities and getting everything together for a job I really want that doesn't start until August.

It also means Abby is growing like a weed. I look at her and wonder what she will do, and think, and be. And I worry about helping her along the way to be a good person. It's a terrifying responsibility. Plenty of people turn out alright that had bad childhoods, but how much easier it is if you have love and support along the way. I applaud all of you who do this on purpose, or who take your accidental responsibility seriously. Abby has also made me realize how much my parents love me. I don't think you can have a good idea of what your parents would do for you until you feel the same way.

There are a grocery sack of lemons demanding attention, so I'll leave it there. Some thoughts on the assignment of blame regarding the shootings in Tucson will be forthcoming and hopefully while it is still relevant.