I have the sudden urge to create, to record, to write. I often get this way in August, the Sunday of my year. I realize that the sands of my summer time have slipped too quickly through my hands and I want to have something to show for the two months of blissful laziness I've spent with my kids.
revitalization - regeneration - resuscitation
The reality is it'll be more like "huh, uh. . . that was. . . interesting, Mom." And then behind my back they'll choose the shoddier of the the nursing homes they were considering. Payback for the pictures I post and stories I share.
reanimation - revivification - reblogification
Long has the blog sat fallow. But no more. No more I say!
P.S. - Grown-up Maya and Ben - please choose the place with air conditioning. Mama doesn't do well in the heat.