Finally...

I'm taking the disk to the printer tomorrow -- Friday. Issue #5 of Secular Homeschooling should be born in a few days.

My husband is conked out, having spent the last couple of days going to his paying job and then coming home and finishing up the last-minute layout stuff on the magazine -- and tomorrow he has to leave at the crack of dawn on a business trip. Not exactly a good time to ask him to put up the button for ordering single copies of the new issue, though it's available in subscription form. Usually we wait until the new issue is back from the printer to put the new info up on the order page, but I might ask him to do it sooner on this one.

I'm going to do a fairly lean print run on this one. My printer doesn't give bulk discounts, and they fill my orders pretty quickly, so I can count on ordering more copies as I need them without worrying.

But it's fairly tight around here, money-wise, and I'm sick of explaining the cardboard box décor, so I'm not going to do my usual ordering lots more copies than I have orders. I'll get extras, of course. But this order will be based much more narrowly than usual on how many issues have actually been purchased thus far. Because of the money thing, and because this issue takes some chances.

I have a four-part article spread about non-religious homeschoolers talking to our children about death. One of the articles is even funny.

I have a three-part article spread about talking to our kids about sex, and one of those articles is funny. I have great respect for its author, Sue Landsman, because she makes me laugh out loud and she does it in 700 words or less. I can't sign my name in 700 words or less.

I wheedled another article out of the wonderful Madison J -- this one about how and when to talk to our kids about religion.

I’ve got a piece defending cyber charter schools as a valid homeschooling choice.

And I got angry in print at Joy Hakim for having religious content in her latest science book.

I joke about hate mail, but I don't get too much at this point, and I'm bracing for that to change.

And it's one in the morning, and I have to go to the printer tomorrow, so I'm going to bed before I start making even less sense than I already am.