I'm in Montreal for CHI 2006, then on to Princeton for an advisory board meeting for their engineering school next week.

I'm working up a really good rant about air travel, snce my flight out here very nearly went wrong on Friday. But I'll save that for another post.

Friday morning I dropped my kids off at school, and headed for the airport. On my way in the car I was listening to Marc Broussard, and the untitled/uncredited song at the end of the CD came on.

I wish you freedom
I wish you peace
I wish you nights of stars that beckon you to sleep
I wish you heartache that leaves you more of a man
I wish I could be there, but I can't

I wish you places that sit so still
Where people never ever change and never ever will
I wish I could hold you and make you understand
I wish I could be there, but I can't

Be good for your mama
Cause she'll need a hand to hold
Boy, she loves you
More than you'll ever know
There are rhymes and there are reasons
And times when nothing stayed the same
But you know my love still remains

I wish you wisdom
I wish you years
I wish you armies to conquer all your fears
I wish you courage for all that life demands
I wish I could be there, but I can't

Be good for your mama
Cause she'll need a hand to hold
Boy, she loves you
More than you'll ever know
There are rhymes and there are reasons
And times when nothing stayed the same
But you know my love still remains

I wish we were together
I wish I was home
I wish there were nights where I was never alone
I know I've said it but I'll say it once again
I wish I could be there, but I can't

Damn. I wasn't ten miles from the airport and my heart was already achng to turn around, stay home, and spend more time with my kids. Particularly since I missed a performance of my daughters' choir on Friday night, and I'm going to miss opening night of the school play this coming Friday. In three years they're graduating from high school and heading off to college, and here I sit in a $^%&! hotel room in Montreal, two thousand miles away from them.

I really look forward to CHI every year, but this year the conference hasn't even started yet and I'm already dying to get home. But thanks, Marc, for reminding me where my priorities should be.

Alright, it's maybe not the worst situation in the world, but we just got back from two weeks in Hawaii on holiday and I experienced a distressing situation on the five hour flight back from the Big Island to San Francisco (where we overnighted): an abusive parent and her child in my row of the plane.

As is common with airlines, we booked months in advance but couldn't get our five seats together, so we had three seats in one row, one seat immediately ahead of it, and one seat two rows ahead of that. Not so good when we're traveling with the kids, needless to say, but since K-'s now two, we have to buy her a seat too.

We decided that we'd arrange it so that Linda and all three kids were squished into the three-seat row (with the baby on her lap to hopefully sleep) and I'd be in the row immediately ahead.

But when we were all trying to settle into our seats, I was joined by a heavyset native Hawaiian woman and her five year old (I'm guessing) daughter. Her daughter promptly stood on the chair to look over and meet our kids and the Mom...

OK, I've been pondering this for a long time, but now I'm finally going to do it. I'm moving my blog.

I like Radio. Sort of. I seriously underuse it. If I had the time to write code, there are all sorts of cool things I could do with this. But I don't at this point in my life, and so Radio is just overkill. Plus, I'm much more mobile and would like the flexibility to blog from multiple locations (including my cell phone). Anyway, the Radio folks have been great, uptime has been wonderful lately, and I realyl don't have any complaints other than it's just too heavyweight for my needs.

Plus, on the flip side, MSN Spaces has made tremendous strides lately. So I'm moving there. Even though I'm going to be on a Microsoft-owned site, I'm still going to be opinionated and independent. I'm going to pay my own way so that I'm beholden to no one, just as I did here.

I'm going to leave this blog up for a long time -- it has a nice archive of my last couple of years, and I don't want to throw that away. I'll probably link over to old things here too.

So the bottom line is that the only thing that will change is the URL:  http://spaces.msn.com/kschofield Bear with me over the next week or so as I figure everything out in my new digs.

The following is an announcement for a very cool workshop that's going to be run by a friend and neighbor of ours and should be of interest to a number of Attachment Parenting Blog readers.

Expecting a child can be an overwhelming time in your life, one of physical and emotional change often complicated by outside pressures. Take this four-week journaling class to reclaim your initial joy and excitement about the journey, or take it to record those special moments and create a written legacy for yourself or your child. You don’t need to be a writer to benefit.

Taught by writing instructor Tanja Pajevic. In seven years, Tanja has taught 22 writing workshops and over 500 students at the University of Colorado at Denver, Indiana University and in private workshops. A former Fulbright Fellow to Slovenia, Tanja holds an M.F.A. from Indiana University, where she was a Hemingway Fellow. She has published her fiction and creative nonfiction in literary magazines such as Crab Orchard Review and Orchid and is the recipient of a recent Faculty Development Grant at UCD as well as a residency at Vermont Studio Center. She is expecting her first child in late July.