Hiya

I haven't quite disappeared into the ether. I'm not underground or posting under another name, though.

Right now:

The boy fell asleep on the way home from a friend's house so he snoozes on my bed, still in his jacket. I am sauteeing red onion for a quiche in the morning. Mozart violin concertos on the stereo.

I logged into blogger and could barely remember my user name and id. A year ago I was posting like crazy, venting frustration and amazement with the way life was going. These days I don't write at all. Life is no less interesting. But I'm completely consumed with Life that I have neither the time nor the energy. Also, the reasons from the former post. I want my life to be private.

Life continues alternately to make me laugh and throw my hands in the air. People are shit. People are amazing.

Here's a comprehensive list of what I do, in no particular order:
Teach. Mother. Drink. Listen to music. Play music. Read. Tend house. Laugh. Fuck. Cook. Complain. Gossip. Sleep. Eat. Grocery shop. Yogacize. Drive.

In the words of one of my students:
"You know what's behind that cloud?. . .

. . .THE SUN!!!"