Haven't been blogging much lately. Don't take it personal. The bulk of what I've had going on isn't blog-appropriate, or at least isn't blog-appropriate yet. (Stay tuned.)
I suppose I could just post pictures of my cat and/or kid doing something cute--they do that sort of thing--but I think the internet has enough of that going on without my aid.
In other news, I'm still traveling a lot, and I think I'm getting a little better at it. My summer's postcard collection rocks, anyway. My hockey league team is in first place, and while I've contributed little to our overall points, I'm still proud of us. Also, I just learned that "fridge" has a "d" in it while "refrigerator" does not, which leads me to wonder how many times I've misspelled refrigerator in my life. And I singed the tiny hairs on the back of my hand trying to make macaroni and cheese out of a box tonight, so if anyone had any fears that I might be turning into a grown-up of some sort, rest easy, my friends.
I've had a cold for two weeks. It rained today, but not enough to make my car look any cleaner. And I'm up later than I meant to be. Again. And this is all a little scattered, because that's how things are in my head-space right now, but it's all to the good.
(I think so, anyway.)