So Near--and yet so far

I think it was the fifth time the baby threw up that I knew I wasn't going to be able to blog that day. She's fine. Something didn't agree with her. And the look on the face of a baby (well, she's 1 1/2) throwing up is incredible: I can see where horror film special effects people get their ideas. It's so funny and sad and touching to see the look of horror, surprise, and confusion on her face as she erupts. Poor baby.

That's only the most disgusting and dramatic thing that has kept me away. And it's too bad. In my head, I have half-written posts.

And I've been writing and reading. And doing stuff. But that little twenty-minute window to write it up has evaporated of late.