We're so busy with Vacation Bible School this week, I only have brains enough to doodle. I can't think of even one intelligent thing to write. I'm exhausted to the point of delirium... or maybe it's realization. I've discovered this week that I'm a horrid action photographer (those little vbs kids are fast!); that my teenager can stay with grandma and grandpa to get away from being grounded at home; that my ex-husband has lost weight and I have gained; that everyone really is a critic; and why - oh why- must our personal lives always fall apart in public? Why don't children feel the need to use discretion? It's the week of VBS - Couldn't they choose to air our laundry next week? Must we hang the tattered skivvies in the front yard? Please - tell me that someday we'll only have pretty dainties hanging on the line! SOME-day?