Spam, and going the distance

I've actually just used up all my blogging time sifting through the mire of comment spam. I have been irritated by it and so just didn't look at it for weeks and weeks, in hopes that it would go away. But as it is so often, the opposite of that happened. Now I'm irritated with myself because I found a handful of nice and helpful comments that I never actually published, possibly because I never saw them, because I mostly assume everything is spam. So I'm sorry, and if you've commented at all in the last two months and didn't find your comment go up, it's not you, it's me. The comments should be there now. Of course, I'm only half way through the devouring bog, so I may find some more. But I have to stop and carry on with something else besides that for at least a few hours.

Yesterday while Matt was making this

I sat around trying to figure out a lot of things, like what books I actually have to buy for September, what should happen for Romulus' birthday, and how many more years I will be homeschooling if I do them all from beginning to end. Not totally surprising, it's a lot of years. Lots and lots and lots of years. Started to figure out how old I will be when the baby graduates but then stopped, because I may not even last that long. On the other hand, by the time she graduates, people might stop and incline their heads as I pass by, and introduce me at conferences as 'Veteran Homeschool Mother of 130 years' or something like that. That's if the world hasn't gone up in a ball of smoke and sulfur. Anything could happen. Nevertheless we press on with where we are now and try not to think too much about the future.

And now I will arise and trundle my third cup of tea to go sit in my garden. Have a lovely day! If you want to.