I win the award for worst blogger of the millennium, or at least of the day

I've been a bad blogger.

I don't comment on the comments, I don't visit other blogs, and I don't even update my own blog as often as I'd like. I'd like to take this amazing opportunity to apologize for all of the above. You guys mean more to me than just about anything, including that nice, really soft toilet paper that is kind to my butt, and really cold apple juice.

It's just that I've been busy. Really busy. I don't know how people do this blog thing. Honestly. Where do you all get the time to write, read everyone's blogs, comment, etc.? I've been studying biology every minute of every day lately, trying to get an entire year's course done in two weeks. Crazy, but true. And then I have chemistry to do, which is scaring me something fierce, but truck on I will.

Add to that the fact that Em walked into a wall early this week and broke her toe, resulting in a visit to the emergency department at the children's hospital, where she was put into a cast and crutches and is now very much an invalid and needing help with things like getting to and from school, bathing, and wiping her nose. And then, to top the week off, Dee got sick, sore throat and nausea, so I've been doing a lot of mothering, which I guess is okay since I am a mother, but lately, I just want to get off this crazy roller coaster called life and rest a little. Oh, and did I mention that Mr. Handsome was out of town for a few days while all this was going on? Yeah, he was.

Anyway, this is what else I did this week:

* I talk here about my trip to New York City, which is more exciting than most people could bear

* I save my family from a most certain death. Again.