Not Blogging Much (in case you can’t tell)

Things have remained really busy. The Effective Viewpoint Workshop has kept me hopping with up to 20 people participating (not everyone made it through to the end), so there have been assignments to critique and discussions to respond to. There are certainly parts that were a stretch for me–anyone who’s hung out here for long knows I’m not generally a great fan of omni, for example, so it was interesting to try to teach it! The workshop ended up going deeper into every facet of viewpoint than I’d originally anticipated and I learned a lot during the month as well, as much from the participants as from the study I’d done in preparation.

In March, the baton goes back over to Margaret, who is preparing a workshop on preparing a submission package. As she provided backup for me in February, so I anticipate doing the same for her in March. Besides, I want to work on the package for Quest to be Queen, which I finally pulled out of mothballs yesterday and made a bit of progress on. I really want to finish it up and get it out to critters in March. It’s soooooo close to ready; I just need a few days where I can buckle down and focus.

On the home front, hubby’s new job is going fairly well. It’s good to have him home every evening, and we’ve started (slowly) making progress on the kitchen again. Electrical takes precedence right now. A few more plug-ins in the *finished* end of the kitchen would be useful, but I’m already enjoying under-cabinet lighting.

It’s been good having him home for calving this year. So far we’ve had six births (and lost one), eight to go. We’ve had way more snow this winter than average, and that’s making the pasture hard for the cows to get around in. If the driveway is any indication, it’s not long until the pasture also will become a mud pit. Why does brown season have to come between white season and green season? I’m so very ready for spring, but at least the snowdrops are starting to bloom against the south side of the house. They’re hiding behind a snowbank, but they’re there!

24 years ago this evening I was nine months pregnant. I recall cooking supper and telling hubby that I was having false labor. He asked, quite reasonably, why I thought it was false. I told him that I had no intention of being in labor for more than six hours and that the baby wouldn’t be born until the next day. Hubby is certain to this day that I willed the child to be born on February 29th, but honestly–nine months pg–24 hours–how could I miss?

Sure enough, it went away, only to return in the morning. After about 80 minutes of labor, I gave birth to our second child, a boy, who has carried the dubious honor of being a Leap Year Baby all these years.

Happy Birthday to Joel

who is currently traipsing around South America with his lovely wife, Jen.