Monday, October 04, 2004

The Second Oldest Excuse in the Book

(The oldest, of course, being "the dog ate my homework.") Kristi's grandmother is dying -- or perhaps already gone. Kristi's mom called this afternoon, after Kristi's flight had already left for California, to say that she was off life support and failing. That was four hours or so ago.

So Emma and I are living the bachelor life. Which means I'll be fixing Emma's lunch in the morning and taking her to the school bus, picking her up in the afternoon, feeding her dinner, supervising homework and bathtime, and getting her to bed. In short: not a whole heck of a lot of time to work, much less blog. And all of that assumes that the funny cough she was sporting this evening doesn't mature into something nasty; if it does, I may be dropping off the radar entirely.