Don’t you just hate it when all your inspiration comes after you’re in bed ready to fall asleep? Yeah, me too. I was up writing until midnight. I know that is not late to you young things; I too used to be up until 2, 3 or 5 for homework, for “hanging out” or just to read, but now with two little ones waking me up early and running me ragged all day, 10 or 10:30 looks pretty good.

I finished up the last of Naguib Mahfouz’s books Thebes at War and encourage you to get out there and pick up a copy. His Cairo Trilogy was excellent and now his three novels of Ancient Egypt are my list of recommends. They are simply lovely books. I couldn’t put them down…and not just because of some reading goal!

Now I’m trying to get Aesop finished up quickly so I don’t lose it at the dry style and moralizing “Reflections”.

Oh! I almost forgot to mention! This is the day 12 years ago when I first met my little brother. My mom insisted she wasn’t sure if she was really in labor right up until she almost broke my hand squeezing it during contractions. So lucky me got to play “catch” with an incredibly slippery, incredibly precious baby boy. I love you bro!