I really want to blog. I do. But I'm on a foreign computer, with a keyboard where all the keys stick, so most sentences I have to rewrite several times to reduce the typos. It's worse than a scratchy pen. And I don't have my own laptop to upload our photos to, so I can't share pictures of Christmas morning; of Lydia with her tricycle (which she loves). And I'm with family, Avram's extended family, so I can't share little foibles and frustrations of day to day because that's bad form (I'm wondering what this says about me not minding sharing about mine own and Avram's personality quirks. Hmmm.)

So, I'm afraid for now, I will continue to be lame.