Years ago, when I was a younger mom and knew a lot more in theory and a less in practice, I saw a book entitled "A Day Late and a Dollar Short". I was disgusted. As if I want to read about how to be late and poor, I thought. Sixteen years later, I still haven't read the book. I'm not poor, but I'm not wealthy, either. I do feel like I'm always late, though--generally because I set silly, unrealistic deadlines for myself in order to keep from being truly late. Anyway, I have been working on a post about Marco Island and it's two months overdue. So, in the meantime, I'm gonna brag about my kids. Taylor is working her tail off to fund her trip to Anaheim for national FBLA. She is doing well. I was proud of her for qualifying and am even more proud of her for working so hard to pay for her trip. I am also dying inside--just a little death, but dying nonetheless, because she will be gone on her birthday, and when I think of th...