They say when you do what you love you'll never work a day in your life.

I say when you do what you really, really love you'll work days, nights, weekends, on your commute, in the shower, while you're on the treadmill and sometimes even in your sleep.

Sorry I haven't updated lately. For me it goes: kids, work, blog. For the past eight weeks I've been pretty wrapped up with the first two.

The only problem with an alarm clock that wakes you to the sounds of nature is that you get conditioned to wake to the sounds of nature.

Birds chirp at 5:50 am. And now I'm a morning person.

Life is what happens while your mother is holding the video camera sideways.

Sorry, dear.

I always feel sad when I notice a fly has gotten caught in my car. Especially if I'm on a long trip.

Now I've relocated a fly. When we get out he'll have to make all new friends. Find a new family. Get a new job. And he's only got 2 to 4 weeks to do it.

Today, Kat Jaibur guest posts. Thanks, Kat!

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I felt bad because I had no Gmail. Then I met a man who had no Twitter.

(Follow Kat at @katjaib)

Dropped the kids off for the first day of school: no new shoes, no haircuts, forgot to tell them what classrooms they're in.

But I swear they were MENTALLY prepared.