Sunday lunch with friends, taken November 6, 2005
So, I have something I want to tell you, but:
a) I'm fighting a cold that I originally gave to Marcus, who took it, turned into something feverishly ugly and decided to give it back;
b) said cold has made my head thick, making novel-writing difficult, and communication damned near impossible; and
c) the time for telling is not yet nigh. Not that I would know "nigh" if it got in bed with me, but I'm pretty sure this time isn't it.
So, instead, I leave you with the above photograph. I call it Self-Portrait With Charlie's Necklace. I think the reason is obvious.
_________________________UPDATE: Because I'm being bombarded with e-mail, let me just say this now: I'M NOT PREGNANT. Sorry to disappoint, but the truth is, we're pretty content with our little threesome for now. Perhaps for ever. But definitely for now.
Gosh, now my news is going to be such a letdown. Yet still, I cannot tell you, for the time remains "not nigh." But nigh approaches. I see it in the distance.
_________________________COMPLETELY UNRELATED UPDATE: A faithful Chookooloonks reader just e-mailed me to let me know that her online store featuring adoption-related goodies has just gone live. For those of you who have adopted, are adopting, or work in an adoption-related field, take a gander. You might see something you like.
As you were.