On a Serious Note

Shirley Williams at Wroxton (Dave's wife) has had cancer for some time and is doing extremely poorly.

Casting the First Stone

I guess it's kind of my job to go first, so I'll make it short with lots of things to click, and maybe it will be at least mildly entertaining.

I've been working at a healthcare public relations agency for over a year now, and I mostly like it very much. (It's just been a long week this week.)

I've been house-sitting since September, which has been a Good Learning Experience and has allowed me to live on my own with no rent (albeit with plenty of utility bills). It ends in October.

Altogether the summer's been a lot of fun - especially earlier this month, when The Boy and I went to Belize and had an amazing time full of jungles and spiders and other adventures.

I took the summer off from classes, but I'm in grad school part-time, which means I should get a master's degree in oh, thirty or forty years. And I'll soon be starting my fourth year of art class.

Altogether, life is good and busy and sometimes frightening or overwhelming or stressful, but very rarely boring, and that's how I like it. So okay, I told you mine. What about you?

It's Not Better; It's Not Worse

It's just a new way to try to keep in touch, since it's just too hard to do it in person sometimes.

If you've got something going on - drop a note. If you're curious about someone else - drop a note.

If you think this is an unbelievably bad idea and I'm a great huge idiot for suggesting it - well, then just keep your mouth shut, because you'll hurt my feelings.