It’s Pancake Tuesday. Normally I’d put a little effort in using the Jamie Oliver recipe (one cup of flour, one cup of milk, one egg and pinch of salt). It’s messy but the kids loved it. This year the kids are adult and youngest has headed off to his mates. My pancake day is ironically flat.
Just another little marker, a little life milestone, not one you’re prepared for, not one people talk about, but little by little the world changes and you’re never ever ready. The photo is from 2009, and looking back on the photos from that year when my kids were less than a year old and about four, and … oh man, my wife finds it baffling how much a photo of the kids upset me. I miss the little tykes, even as I’m grateful they’re able to plan their trip to Japan for the summer, or the concert the other is going to in London with his mates. I’d give nearly anything for one more day where they’re begging me to do one more pancake for them.
War is Hell
Trying to really get in to a Rhythm today. Inked a cover (and started another) for a war book that might be announced soon. I’ve still two issues to go on it.
Outside of that, If things pan out how they could I’m going to be both mad busy and broke for the next 7 months. And that is probably best case scenario. But you know… sometimes you have to bet on yourself.
