High up in the North in the land called Svithjod, there stands a rock. It is a hundred miles high and a hundred miles wide. Once every thousand years a little bird comes to this rock to sharpen its beak. When the rock has thus been worn away, then a single day of eternity will have gone by. - Hendrik Willem Van Loon (thanks XKCD)
And if we're lucky, I may even post a new update during that timeframe!
The sad thing is that I have a lot I could talk about (Monster Jam, Garrett's many presentations at school, how crazy my job has been, some cool games I've played) but I have either been too busy or too tired to compose a coherent thought of late when I finally do sit down at the computer.
Lord willing, if I get a chance in the next couple of days, I'm going to cobble together a nice little slideshow/album of pictures of our adventures since January and throw it up here. Of course, I think I said that a month ago. But I mean it this time!