I’m falling behind

There is so much to tell you all about, goat death and the GH’s birthday party, my immigration physical, the homeless guy who gave me money, but right now I’m busy teaching a 5-year old math, and trying to get the pee off of the floor in my bathroom at the same time. But I did want to mention that this month I nominated Journey Mama for a perfect post hosted by Suburban Turmoil and Petroville. And yes, I know that I’m a day late and that the awards went out yesterday, but yesterday I was trying to decide if I’m moving out of this apartment by touring all of the other apartments in this or a lower price range and hating them all, we are not moving this year.

I nominated this entry for several reasons. First I think it’s incredibly well written, to the point that I felt that I was living part of her experience, and second, because I admire the attitude she has and the grace with which she is dealing with something really hard. So go over and read it if you haven’t already, I’ll try to be back later with more.