Apologies, apologies, apologies, to everyone following my posts.  Friday, the 16th, was unbelievably hectic.  I had dared not get all of the little things you have to get before a beach vacation because I was worried we would not be making the trip;  therefore, I had to make a mad dash for the usual sunscreen, snacks, and last minute beach cover-up (to hide the months of sitting next to a hospital bed with a vending machine diet.)  Then packing, preparing the house for a week of hibernation, and taking care of little ones… well, I didn’t get in a post that day.  No problem, I thought.  I’ll have lots of time to write at the beach.  And then, true to form, life said, ‘uh, nope.’  We had only one corner of the living room/kitchen – the busiest room in a house of fourteen people – where we could get wi-fi.  My days were mostly spent watching over Lachlan so writing while everyone was at the beach was not happening.  And my other choice, writing after everyone went to bed, which was usually around two a.m., wasn’t happening either.  I tried.  The brain said no.

Please don’t give up on me!  I am trying the best I can to keep up.  Some days are just harder than others.  Such is life.