Last night, a little voice told me to take out the part about There Be Dragons. But I shouted that little voice down.
So, any ideas for what to write about for Thursday? I’m in such a rut. Politics, blah. Halloween, blah. Stem cells, maybe I was wrong that it’s good news, blah. It turns out that, when you have eleven people, you can’t just throw in a load of laundry here and there and still expect to be able to walk through your house without tripping over sour-smelling heaps of dirty clothes. Especially *sob* during fall weather, when you really do need to have everything from tank tops to turtleneck sweaters available. So, no housewifely/spiritual epiphanies, blah.