Maybe wordpress will work for me today. I don’t know what was up with it last week but oh well. We did manage to survive last Thursday even though it didn’t rain enough to cancel soccer. Tom made dinner while we were at soccer and had it ready on the table when we got home at 6pm. We ate in about 6 minutes, rinsed the dishes, and were at Cub Scouts at 6:12. Whew! From there he took Luke home and put him to bed while I went to choir practice at 7:45. Luke is now a Tiger Cub and his first den meeting is tonight at 6pm. I have bell choir tonight at 7pm…so another busy evening but at least there’s time to make dinner before scouts this time!
On a totally different note it does not escape my notice that it’s the 25th and it’s been eight months today since my dad died. It’s not really any better now than it was eight months ago. Honestly in some ways it’s worse. Initially there’s quite a bit of shock and it leaves you numb for awhile. But eventually it wears off and you have to learn to live with the change I guess. It is still so hard to think that he’ll never see Luke play soccer again or be there for Christmas or for Luke’s next birthday. The thing that’s so maddening is that his death was so completely preventable if he’d chosen to take care of himself. So I guess it’s time for my semi-annual public service announcement: if you smoke, please, PLEASE for the sake of your family that loves you, stop.