The Passing of Time

I'm still working from a paper calendar.

In this day of portable technology-something that could actually make my life easier- I still have all most of our family appointments on a paper calendar which is mailed yearly to our household by the school district. "Important" papers are shoved among its pages. Appontment cards are stapled haphazardly here and there.

The calendar stays tucked away in a kitchen drawer.

After all, it's an eye sore, you see. There is enough visual clutter and chaos in our lives that I don't need that pile of Things To Do out and about, spewing its disorganization all over my counter. Say not one word. This approach has actually worked for me for quite some time. For, my Plan B was my memory. Who needs to write things down when your own mind is like a steel trap, anyway?

Well, my steel trap is showing wear and tear.

I don't know if it is, gasp, another sign of age or if the Little Cave People have won another battle in this house, but Mama has let a thing or two slip lately--things such as the completion of February.

Today, I awoke to the realization that it is, in fact, March. Hello, March!!

In a silly little way, March is important to me with this blog. In less than two weeks, this venture will be a year old. And, just as the month of February can pass in the blink of an eye in this house, so, too, can an entire year.

There have been times over the year when I thought it might be nice to check back in the short time my blog has been here--just to see if there has been any progress. HAHAHAHAhahaha! What was I thinking?

A year in the life of this family, put in terms near and dear to our weather-loving younger son, is the perfect storm.

"Our house is like living in the middle of Tornado Alley, mom."

Tell me about it, kid.