What's on my mind is, of course, reflected in my blog. It's only natural. The same goes for my weekly polls. Usually, I come up with the poll when I am writing up the results of the previous week. I vacate my mind - "not so hard in his case," I hear you saying - and whatever is there pops up for the poll.
Last week's poll regarding quantities of spawn was like that... except that it didn't come from a vacant mind. It came from a mind massively overstuffed with panic and no place to put it. So it ended up in a poll. That panic was derived from news delivered to me that weekend by my beloved. It was a Father's Day for the ages.
So, we are expecting our third (AND LAST) little bundle come February. By that time I will be happy about it. For now, I am merely resigned.
As Padre Mark once said, "Two's a family, three's a rodeo."
I am so going to need a new saddle.
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