Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Plum Covered Up

My blogging career came to an abrupt end this summer.  Sorry 'bout that.

For whatever it's worth, the story is that we've been busier in the past 3 months than I can remember.  Ever.

Working.  Churching.  Schooling.  Learning-to-Ride-Bikes-Yourselfing.   Furry-Speckled-Devil-Semi-Children-Acquiring.  You name it.  Real busy.  I mean, plum covered up.  And listen, where I'm from, when you get PCU, you're 5 kinds of slammed, dude.

So I can guarantee virtually nothing in the way of future postings around here.  But if I had a CJMP to-do list, and I don't, that nonexistent list might look like:
  1. Fess up to the incredibly unwise decision to essentially start filming Planet Dog Part Deux:  The Fiasco
  2. Document Jack (magically?) learning to ride the sweetest bike ever (emphasize sweet in the technical, bike shop dude, non-mommyblogger sense)
  3. Post a coupla recent sermons/classes
  4. Record Caroline Fubatti Jane's ridiculousness and foibles and inability, nay, refusal to negotiate anything, at any time
  5. Talk about how shockingly grown up JMW has become, apparently in the last 45 minutes (NOTE:  conspicuously avoid discussing how painfully old that makes us feel)
But to demonstrate some good faith, y'know, to all 3 of you out there... and because some random lady in Boise, Idaho has been harassing us for pictures, here we are.  So it's going to be THAT way, huh?!  Fine then.  Fine.

Eat your heart out, people.