Of course, in the midst of the truly important decisions -- when to move, where to send the girls to school, what to pack/ship, what to do with the house here, finding a home over there --- I decided to invest all my time in getting a blog going. And I have so much spare time and left-over active, useful brain function to devote to this. Somehow the rest of it will get done, but this is truly important ....
Thanks to the friends and family who for weeks listened to me dither, in person and on facebook, about a blog title. Another niece-in-law, Suzanne, was a great resource -- the proposed titles kept us laughing at Thanksgiving.
I scoured websites for Scottish poetry, city names, quotes and constantly bounced ideas off my circle of trusted advisors. Maybe not so trusted: they all liked "Tarty McWehmeyer." Yes, I want to be confused with a Scottish escort service. The title I settled on is the last line of Robert Burns' "Address to a Haggis."
Daughter C suggested "Haggitha" which was in the close running, as was "The Tartan Season," "The Other Kate," "Real Housewives of Edinburgh" and "That Should Do It" (hubby has been talking like Groundskeeper Willie from The Simpsons since this all started.)
To those of you who encouraged this self-absorption: now you've done it. I've simply been waiting for a reason to share the inner workings of my hamster-on-a-wheel brain. Any resemblance to real persons or real events in this blog is entirely intentional. Please don't sue me, but feel free to talk about me in my absence at extended family events, at the pool, in school or church, or neighborhood events.
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