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As you can see I've already taken a break from the blog.

Blogging doesn't come naturally, and the days seems pretty full, though I can't pinpoint what exactly it is I do every day. Two posts were started then filed away and remain unposted, they seemed too negative. It is a big adjustment, and I am middle aged, to change my life to such a degree is going to chafe I guess. Still, foisting random rants on anyone reading (if in fact anyone IS reading this) seemed unfair.

I will get back on track but for now, as we prepare Sunday dinner, I have a humorous (though in the moment it was a head scratcher) anecdote:

My mother is doing dinner tonight (we've been letting her do dinner a couple of times a week when she's able, tonight is her quite excellent fried chicken), I'm also in the kitchen (I'm doing sugar snap peas or there will be just chicken and potatoes, nothing green) and she drops an open package of spice into the sink water (at least it was relatively fresh and unused dishwater), curses and then picks it up to toss back into the cupboard. I say 'let me at least dry it off mom, it's wet', she says 'no, no, there's a cloth right here in the draining board I dried it off'.

You do realize I'm standing right beside you and can see that you threw it back into the cupboard a moment ago, wet, perhaps leaking into the spices.....I was literally one inch to the right.

In time I'll find the key to managing all of this---the funny and memorable moments lift (like the wet spices or our hot chocolate dates at Starbucks), the not-so-good-drives-me-around-the-bend moments can grate like no other (like the shrieking from another floor asking me to 'come here I want to show you something', frequently, oftentimes it's Publisher's Clearing House giving us $1million) --- that key could be 'deep breath aaaaand exhale' or it could in fact be medication, for me I mean  :)

Now to those sugar snap peas, my red wine will join me in the kitchen.