Short Month

February ended in a blur. The baby showing up; bad news at the other end of the generational spectrum. And only a 28th day - no 29 or 30.

But at least we have another Friday the 13th this month because of February's odd (or even?) numerals.

If you couldn't tell already, this is another post that I started writing with only two thoughts in mind... the comment about Febraury being blur and the Friday the 13th fact. This is me fighting to get back in the blogging game, in the posting game, the less stressed and happier game. I don't even know what games I'm talking about. 

Obviously, I've been around... 

• this is the highlight of my reading for the week: Vahd's blog's latest poem
• enjoying Amy's newest (there are two new ones, this is the less new) 
• reading Ed's exotic adventure tales - his most literal and depressing post ever (read: The only part that wasn't enjoyable was writing this post) 
  
• happily hearing that book 1 made its way to a new home; i've believed since coming up with the idea with Angela that a book like that belongs at the homes its at right now.