am still alive…barely

just wanted to let all of you know that i’m still around, and i haven’t let this blog thing go forever or anything. i’m just finding (WARNING: CLICHE TO FOLLOW) the start of school, and being a school mom, a lot more time-consuming and stressful than i ever imagined. for example: every day begins at 6:45 (or earlier), followed by a rush to get everyone out the door, then a whirlwind of errands, feed smallest person lunch, put down for nap, do laundry/dinner prep/cleaning/exercising/sewing, get littlest one up, rush to school, pick up stressed out first grader. bring semi-comatose school child home. attempt to entertain/ignore/coddle/coax/cajole said person into not imploding while making dinner and lunches for following day. welcome work-distracted spouse home. serve dinner to largely unappreciative small people. clean them, read to them, put them in bed. sew or work or enter tv coma for 2 hrs. fall into bed. repeat. repeat. repeat. dude. i barely have time to even type in a facebook status, and i’ve left twitter behind for now.
anyhoo, let’s turn the focus on to you now. Question O’ the Day: Tell me what you love about Fall. or hate about it. just give me a run down of your feelings about this time of year. will accept: well-focused precise paragraphs, one-liners, haiku, stream of consciousness, beat poetry, etc.

jennifer is now the proud possessor of a messed up back.

other people got socks and electronics for christmas, i’ve been the recent recipient of an unhappy lower spine.  yippee.  in fact, right now, as i sit here, it is sending tiny messages to my already overtaxed brain–”what are you doing, you phool? sitting down?  you can’t sit down!  we’ll keep screaming until you stand up and start pacing in awkward loping fashion once more!  stand up!! stand up now!!”  so, this post is just to let all of you know that i am alive, mostly intact, and wishing all of you a happy new year.  i’ll try, in the next few days, to put up a little winter/christmas retrospective slideshow, and jaegen’s newest timelapse.  but, for now, i’m going to go back to looking through cupboards, swearing, and searching for the the mythical Robaxacet we once possessed, but are no longer able to locate.

best wishes to all.

Question o’ the new year:  what is your favourite holiday memory from this season?  or, if you’re still feeling a little Bah-humbuggy, what is your least favourite?  i haven’t heard from most of you for weeks, so i’m dying to know how it all shook down… so write, right now, dammit.  (sorry, the little voices in my spine make me somewhat credgy–that would be “cranky” + “edgy”)