Baby Rangirl, I apologize for the pack of posts this week. It was my first week at work and more importantly the worst week of my commuting history. Sure, I’ve lived through the walks home from the city during 9/11 and 2 blackouts. Of course there were the days of hour-long delays on the Long Island Railroad and countless subway issues that left me in unwanted boroughs.

But those were day-long at most. This was a week of MTA hell on earth and a website that says “we are back on a modified schedule” but only posted said schedule once and never again could it be found.

So to sum up, I just wasn’t in a position to blog to you. But daddy loves you naturally. By default. And because even after your first hurricane and snow storm, you still have your own personal agenda.