A convergence of converging

It's already November? How did that happen?



See Petra's pirate tattoo? It's from the fall festival...more than a couple weeks ago. I'm not mentioning it to point out how indelible the temporary tattoo can be or anything about Petra's bathing habits. I mention her tattoo because a couple weeks later and we are finally getting around to taking a picture of it....

It's been a wildly crazy fall.

I know I promised more information about the Tampa trip...I finally have the giraffe photos downloaded, so that will happen soon. (Okay, so many of my friends just want to know what it was like to be in a hotel for three nights without kids or my husband...you'll have to e-mail me directly about that!)

But today seems to be about the convergence of converging elements of life interfering with best intentions. Or, in other words, if you have been keeping tabs on the other elements of my existence...uh, you are reading this, so I'm guessing you are...you probably know that I haven't posted in a little while. It's not because I didn't want to...truly! (And I don't have the care of two dozen chicks to blame, either!)

These past couple weeks went from busy to screaming busy. Please add on to the list: school volunteering and fall festivals, Halloween with three kids who care about candy and their attire, a wicked cold that I'm still upset about, the election and the time change, and wrapping my head around a new part-time writing gig that pays on quantity and one gig that pays for both quantity and quality. Then there is the follow up from the conference (...one decent hit, so far!)

Next week is Cucalorus and its fabulous films--and the enticing Cucalorus Kids movie event (Saturday, Nov. 15).

The holidays and my son's fifth birthday loom ahead.

I look at other mothers who are driving their kids to soccer and all the other activities...on top of all they do. All of us trying to stay ahead so our mortgages are getting paid and our kids are getting exercised. How do we all stay sane while trying to do everything that needs to be done?

Now that I have gotten that out of my system, any idea when we can all take a breather? Stop and have a nice glass of wine?

I'm thinking, December...2010?