I miss blogging. I'm trying to make a comeback but like Gloria Estefan said: the words get in the way. She was probably talking about a dude but it applies here. I've decided to stop holding myself to some unknown absurd standard for what this place should be and for what I should discuss and just go for it. Informal, off the cuff, and mostly unplanned. What's the worst that could happen? No one reads? Been there.

I survived.

It's been over six months since we returned from the UK and a lot has changed. I'll get to processing and discussing all of it eventually, I'm sure but for now let's talk about today.

We're enjoying an ordinary Sunday. Our plans include attending a church service at 11 a.m., doing a bit of shopping (Ms. Cameron needs a bed like yesterday), and beaching like whales on the couch while watching football.

Simple. Fun.

I'm leaving to Wisconsin tomorrow afternoon and heading from the office to the airport sometime in the early evening (I should look at my calendar - it's right here - right on my phone - yet I refuse - why?). I'll be there until Thursday which if my shameful maternally battered memory serves me correctly is my longest business trip to date and definitely the longest I've been away from both kids at a stretch.

Sad panda.

I don't sleep well when I'm away from my family but then again I don't sleep too fabulously with them either. These kids are huge and their elbows are pointy.

I'm looking forward to sampling Wisconsin cheese. I've only been there once and didn't have enough time for a true cheese tasting. I don't believe there's a state with better cheese than Vermont but I'll reserve judgement for now.

Happy Sunday.