Mouse Ears and Tired Feet

Obviously I’ve been rather remiss¹ in posting lately.  I do have an excuse, however.  Honestly I do.

Last week I took my youngest son to Disneyland.  We had a blast, and I’d go back next week if I could swing it. But after a day of traveling there, 3 long days of walking around and standing in line (not friendly to the feet, I assure you), followed by another day of travel, followed by a few piles of catch-up-right-now items at work, I’m afraid my brain is a bit overtaxed².  So, my blog goes hungry and my poor novel gathers dust (sorry Eòin, I really do miss you).  Alas. 



¹Remiss.  I should have done that, but I forgot.  I meant to do that other thing, but I didn’t.  And I really have to do something else, but I probably won’t.

²Overtax.  For those of you who have children, remember those first few weeks after bringing that new baby home.  Well that period in your life, although certainly a wonderful experience, epitomizes what it means to be overtaxed.  Another way of expressing this:   
New Baby = Overtaxed (Body + Mind) + Happiness.


See, even my footnotes are tired and flaccid³ this time.  Next time will be better.  Really.

³Flaccid.  I'm  not going to touch this one with a 10-foot pole. Nope. Not even a limp, droopy 10-foot pole.