who am I kidding? I have no time to blog. These pics may assume amusing captions at a later day, but not today! my new motto: done is better than perfect.

  

people

I'm a full-fledged, extroverted yellow personality, down to every spontaneous, obnoxious trait.  Part of this means that I don't like to be alone.  I can't recall ever craving time to myself.  Most of the time, this works out well as family and friends have lived with us for the greater part of our marriage, and when they're not officially part of the household, they're still in and out.  We thoroughly enjoyed visits from Kyle's parents and my parents this past week.

Kyle left for three days early this morning and then promptly at 11:00, my lovely next-door neighbor picked up Mama, the last of our visitors to go, and whisked her off to the airport in a fancy, silver Hummer.  I missed her immediately and have felt strangely lonesome ever since.

I was still surrounded by children and tasted little peace and silence until 8:17 pm, but still.  So uncomfortably on my own.  I confess it was even very much a discouraging day.  Nothing too notable.  I just let things get me down, and no adults were here to help me pick myself up.  Ellie did her best, which is pretty admirable for a six-year-old.  (That kid is so stinkin' mature and thoughtful.  At least every day she compliments me on my motherhood and expresses sympathy for the hard work I put into my job.  I continually remind her that I love my job and that she need not feel so culpable for her brothers' rowdiness or her mother's outbursts.)

Anyway, I intended to do some substantial blogging tonight.  To catch up on some of the goodness that has filled or at least accented our lives as of late.  However, I will be the only adult in the house come sunrise tomorrow so I best be prepared to make an appearance in the am.

Instead of document my own life, I spent a good spot of time tonight catching up on everyone else's blogs.  Loved it.  Wish I'd take the time to leave loving comments.  It gave me a touch of adult contact, though, that I needed today.  I just kind of love people.  Especially my people.  I remain convinced as ever that families and friends don't come more lovable than my own.