My grandfather died just before Jareth was born. Since then both grandmothers have died. The last one has her memorial tomorrow. That's also the day Kayla turns one. Her party has been postponed a week (however we end up doing it... we can't have it here!)
Last weekend Amy and I made drums. Amy already blogged about it, and posted picutres. A few days ago we painted them. Tonight we made drumsticks. (Padded ones, in part to protect the painted drum surfaces.) Tomorrow we're going to a drum circle.
It'll be a wierd day. We'll do our own small celebration for her birthday. Then, we'll in some way end up celebrating it at the drum circle. We've already warned them we're bringing cupcakes. She'll get more celebration from strangers than family on her birthday. But we live odd lives.
I'm tired. Far too many nights in a row of being up later than intended and failing to get up on time. Far too many things being set aside and neglected.
And that's all the brain I have for posting recent events. There have been things I've wanted to blog about, but I can't remember them. C'est la vie?
Posted by fictionman at March 9, 2007 11:02 PM | TrackBack (0)