Thank you to all of you who emailed asking where I am. Your concern for myself, my family and our almost cooked belly bean is really touching. The truth is that in a house with no furniture it is hard to find a place to comfortably write. Especially if your laptop no longer fits on your lap. Lap? What lap?
We have managed to have some fun though. Erin performed in the Children's Orchestra Society of L.I.'s annual winter concert.
She's just wonderful and every time I look at this picture I get choked up with pride.
Then we had, on the very same day, Ryan's Christmas concert. He sings with the boys choir in our church. He lives for this.
He's the middle boy.
He was driving his father nuts because he moves around so much it's hard to get a good photo. He bops and sways.
Then my friend Chris took pity on my craft deprived children and had us all over for a Christmas craft, adapted from Joanne's beautiful craft. Chris just made the images appropriate to Our Lady of Guadalupe and we trimmed the ornaments in roses.
As for the construction it is winding down. As I type I literally have 10-15 people upstairs trying to finish the building work by tomorrow. The painter is working in the children's bedrooms and we are having some carpet delivered tomorrow. We should have the kids in their own rooms by tomorrow night. If everything goes to plan. My plan, which I spent many hours on the phone organizing and impressing on the various individuals involved that I was likely to blow my nine month pregnant, hormonally challenged mind if this didn't happen, yes, that plan.
I'll take some pictures when we have something nice to show you. In the meantime I have a little essay over at O Night Divine about Austerity in Advent.
I also have about a million opinions about the incoming administration and President-Elect Obama's choices. I'll get to it, I promise. You may well imagine I'm not impressed. I'm also slightly amused. Liberals are so boringly predictable and unimaginative.
Have a blessed day.