In Which I Have Completely Lost Track of Time and Also An Update and Also You Get To See A Teensy Bit Of My Not So Pretty Crazy.

As usual I post and then disappear. Partly due to some week long technical difficulties, partly because the bringing yall (saving an explanation of this spelling for a later post) up to date involves things I'd rather move on from but if you don't get a little background regarding the last 3 years then it's probably a wee bit confusing. And don't you hate it when you don't know what's going on?? SO irritating, right?

Ok.
Just like pulling off a Band-aid. Fast. Hopefully a minimum of gore. Possibly some incoherent sobbing.

I've been laid off twice in the last couple of years and we are no longer living in the house we owned but renting one a few miles away. No more 300 gallon reef tank. No more ginormous living room, heroically renovated from the bare studs by my husband, with picture window and bamboo flooring. No more dining room with the really, really cool maple and cherry striped floor (also from the sweat and blood of aforementioned husband) and Tuscan walls painted by yours truly. No more deep tub with jets surrounded by white wainscoting and walls that I painted using 3 different shades of blue while Nick Drake's Pink Moon album played on repeat for the entire afternoon. And I think I will miss you most of all, Kitchen.

That is all I will say about that because it's painfully embarrassing. Deeply and utterly and absolutely mortifying. Soooo, I will preemptively thank you for the sympathy because if you're still out there I know for a fact that you are darling, darling people but I can't emphasis enough how much I will not be discussing it further.

Moving ON...

I have dubbed our current abode The Cottage. There are about 500 less square feet but the backyard is much bigger and there is a 2 car garage set back from the house with a little courtyard between. Our bedroom is much nicer as well. Aaand after being here 10 months the living room is half painted and probably 60% of our things are still in boxes.

I erased the rest of that paragraph because I was in tears again but this time FROM THE BOREDOM. Srsly... if I'm boring myself then kudos to you for reading this far.

Um, let's see... Oh yeah, The Spawn is now 18. Also not much to say about that at this time.

Aren't you glad you stopped by today? Am I not just a bright and shiny ball of SPARKLE?

(Insert graceful closing paragraph here)

To you, my darlings: X's, O's and !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's Still The 28th Here.

A little peace offering. Yeah, I know you can only stare longingly at it. Trust me, best cupcake evah. I, however, did not make it. I've had some struggles with buttercream frosting. Just ask my long suffering father-in-law. ( Sorry Pops! Rest assured, I think I've found a better recipe, but I promise to practice it before I make you another birthday cake.)

This is going to be pretty short, since it's already past my bedtime. We are having gloriously cool weather here which means that I should sleep well. On the flip-side, it also means that it will be harder to get out of bed!

I haven't been doing anything particularly productive with my time away. I did read Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere in one day. Good grief can that man write. (Note: I put the B&N link instead of my usual Amazon link because, well, ya know... working there and all...) My bestest friend from high school, Mandy, came over for dinner with her two gorgeous children. (If you click on the link you'll see about the cuteness. I mean, hello beautiful people!) Then we went to the Zoo. The World Famous one. Unfortunately the petting zoo was closed for remodeling. Don't you think that maybe they should mention that somewhere before you start telling the kids how fun it's going to be?? We had a nice, quiet Thanksgiving at my grandfather's place. And I can tell I'm starting to ramble....

I hope everyone had a lovely holiday and I would also like to say thank you for sticking in there during my unscheduled absence. (Did I say that already?) Tomorrow? Wordless Wednesday makes it's triumphant return.