May is always a tough time for us. Polimom’s AC (Adorable Child) is a swimmer, and that translates into chaos about now, because on top of the usual end of year school “stuff”, she’s also swimming five days a week.
Add to that a couple of unexpected twists, and Polimom has hit a crisis in terms of time and focus.
I haven’t abandoned all yet, but I’m trying to weigh options and commitments — hoping to find a way to balance the demands of family without shutting down both blogs.
So – if things are a bit sporadic at the moment, that’s why. Just wanted you to know…
May days
Read Next
Polimom’s really astounded by the suggestion that the National Anthem can only be sung in English. To support that, one would have to totally overlook our entire history. Yet the argument is raging nonetheless, which leads me to conclude that …
Polimom had several experiences with airport security on this trip, but for the most part, they were mere inconveniences. Since I’ve long-since learned that the days I fly somehow always correspond to airport security’s targeting of either women, or mothers …
A bit of perspective: For those times when we start thinking we’re important.
And what’s it doing on my New Hampshire pond? It looks like a sandpiper to me, but I thought they were beach birds. Anybody? Update: This is, I believe, a Solitary Sandpiper. Cool!
