The best I can do.

Here's the response to all the suggestions-- and, oh yeah, thanks for caring.

Tommy: I would write on your blog anytime, but I don't know how to animate a llama's mouth to sync with the Humpty Dance.

Jack: As you know, Bill Supah (aka Supa, Soupa) was our version of Art Vandelay.  He was discovered, named, and promoted by Beth.  All I know is that he has really made a name for himself, a name that still appears from time to time.  I also have a vague memory of Bill Supah and a certain sauna. And to those of you who don't know who Art Vandelay is-- for shame!

Korie:  I would write more about my kids if they ever did anything exciting, cute, or noteworthy.  They haven't. We didn't celebrate Christmas this year.

Beth:  Sorry I missed your call, but really, can't you take a hint? If you need to contact me do so through Facebook.

Meri: Thanks for the lengthy list of ideas.  But I'm feeling lazy and so if you want to read about any of that stuff I suggest you start at the beginning of my blog and read through to today.  That should take care of it.

Jennifer: Your list gave me a headache.  Do you even know the latest on textile research?  All I know is S-warp and Z-warp if that's even right. If you want to read about CRM, transportation theories, obsidian sourcing, and core/periphery theory then maybe you should be reading Dr. J's blog.  Although, your list did make me think about writing a post titled, "How to survey 7 access roads in one day".

Jaime: The most annoying thing anyone has said to me since the pregnancy has been, "Congratulations!"  Just kidding.  The only thing I can think of is my feeling that I am too old to be pregnant and how I think that overshadows everyone's comments.  I always feel like when they ask how old my other kids are they assume that I have teenage children and that I am being irresponsible bringing a baby into the world when I am 35. I know it's not true, but that's how my hormones interpret it.

The other day my mom told me she knows why I haven't felt like writing, I've lost my sense of humor. It's true. Life has gotten pretty serious around here.  Seriously nauseating.