Apology

Yes, I know, if I’m going to post at all, I oughtta post something important, something relating to the somewhat impressive difficulties my small family endured this summer. Unfortunately, return from Omaha was an escape of sorts, and so I didn’t blog; school has since intervened, as have the election (loved the end of McCain’s speech, though were my policy differences with him great enough, it would not have persuaded me to vote for him), and the looking-like-it-might-be-abysmal Notre Dame football season.

Suffice it to say, for now, that Kay is doing well, mostly. A few small issues from the operation remain – a healing thrombosis, scars, a not-quite-normal-feeling abdomen (muscularly and otherwise vaguely, though seemingly improving); and then there is the sadness of it all, and her continual frustration with my position, which never boils over and only occasionally seems to surface.

I will be back. I will provide the answers to the five questions. I will, when I know, answer the question of, will we try again? I will discuss some of the adoption advice I’ve heard (four routes, one bad, one probably best, that one sort of like what happens in Juno, so they say). And you’ll hear a small yippee from me when we (they, I suppose) beat Michigan next week, most probably by something like a point.