neglect...

of anything not imminent.

And thus, my little blog, you have suffered neglect. But not to the extent of my hair, my eyebrows, my diet, my house, or my soul... Muah-ha-ha-ha-ha.

That was an evil laugh.
You know.
In case you couldn't hear.

So this is what you've missed. I think.

• Clin grew some hair.
  



• primary 1st counselor calling = utter chaos. as in all of the children look the same. and not one name sticks.
  


• Ellis threw up. on me. in cafe rio. a deep red gatorade. during rush hour. in front of the soda machine. and no one helped. and I aimed her on me, so as not to get others sick. and I watched as those around us slowly moved away. awesome.
  


• Aging and Arts Presentation at Theater Ed Forum @ BYU.
  


• Clin grew more hair.
  



• I gave up the ghost. Of diet coke that is.
  


• Ellis screaming.
  


• nursery toy drive.
  


• Millie screaming.
  


• cleaning nursery toys.
  


• Me - screaming.
  


• cleaning more nursery toys.
  


• more facial hair. for Clin. not me. Although Ellis likes to say, "ew. I kissed your beard," to both of her parents.
  


• Spring Break O Ten. Disneyland.
  


• Ellis throws up again. This time temperature won't come down. Until Clin realizes that I have been giving her expired medicine. Yeah for me! And Back to the Disneyland.
  


• Kindergarten orientation.
  


• The smell of bleach will not go away. Neither will the nursery toys.
  


• Snow for Spring.
  


• Millie's 5th Birthday: Scooter, Tag books, princess Tiana figurines, My Little Pony, memory game. And the declaration: "Now that I'm five I get to go to kindergarten. I do not go to preschool when I'm five."
  


• I'm still working on prepping my class for Summer. And realize, tonight, that only 1 person is registered. Hmmmm, so much for inspiring all of campus. Deadline approaches. Number of late nights increase.
  


• Millie tells me about her dream. I can't remember it now. But somehow, in someway she used the word drunk.
  


• Fiddler done. Beard gone. Hair cut. We now have Clin back. He is unrecognizable.
  


• Planning princess party as I feel that Millie should be allowed to make friends sometime in her life.

And.

PhD. I've been accepted. For Fall 2010.

I've said yes.

So be prepared for more neglect.