My life feels like I'm working triple shifts, with home and family life, work, and personal writing and reading and being. It leaves me late with blogging, but I am still really happy with the way it feels. I feel fifteen years younger because my life, with kids in the house, is fifteen years younger. It's great, but I don't always notice the passage of days. I respect Mommy bloggers who keep up the pattern of regular blogging - can't be easy. At this moment I'm about to go off to Bob's school to tutor the refugee children, which is going well buit stretches my ability to think of images and draw them (how do you draw a river in ten seconds and get the meaning across?) Happy item is that Bob, KK, and I visited Joanna and her family in San Antonio yesterday, and I feel good about the way they are pulling life togetehr there in the new house - small, but liveable. Fresh fall weather is very much upon us, and Ruth and Chris did three wonderful meals in the sukkah. (I do know the holiday is over but the season isn't and we are continuing to enjoy our lovely sukkoah. The instructions on the kit joked that it is required to be down relatively soon which some people interpret as "by Channukah". We'll beat that deadline, but we're still enjoying our little shelter under the stars.)