I've just got a copy of Stephanie Pearl-Mcphee's new book, All Wound Up, and so far have only been able to read the first chapter. It is all about those people who look at you pityingly and say "I wish I had time to knit", when what they are really saying is "surely, surely you have something better to do with your life?"
Anyway, I don't have the time or inclination to reproduce SPM's answer to that - basically, she says "Do one" - but I will add that people always have time to do the things they want to do, and if I am saying that I don't have the time to blog, it means that I don't want to write anything. But I do want to complete this nablopomo whatsit. Hence this.
I also feel very queasy, which I hope is due to the pizza and not to the bug that has been floating around school for the past couple of weeks.