Well, May has nearly gone, and I’ve got only three posts to show for it, and I’m not happy about that, so here’s an explanation:
In mid-May, Sean and I visited my family in Florida to meet baby Jay, my cousin Jamie’s son, who is now four months old and absolutely adorable. My three college-enrolled cousins—Holly, Maggie, and Kenny—also made a point of being in town and available, so it was a very special weekend. We had a wonderful time.
Since returning to New York, however, I haven’t been having so much fun. There’s the inevitable post-vacation crush at work, of course, but I’ve also come down with a nasty summer cold that manifests itself (in me, at least) in painful, convulsive coughing fits. Even if I felt up for concerts or movies or what have you, I couldn’t very well expose my fellow concert- or movie-goers to that. (I feel bad enough about sleeping next to Sean with this death rattle.)
But this weekend, I hope to finally kick this thing, so maybe, with some luck, June will be better for my blog than May. Until then, [violent, hacking cough]!