So, hi, nice to see you. What, is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that? Huh? Who took a blog break? Oh, no, that wasn't me, that's for sure. I would never do that, especially not without a huge announcement first. I love blogging.
Ok, actually, if you want to know the truth, I guess I sort of did take a smallish break. It just happened, without my meaning to. One day I was posting, and the next, I was all, "meh." My reasons range anywhere from "I don't want to blog about not having anything to post," to "I should post, but I am too busy text-voting for American Idol," to "Omigod, I hate everything, I'm too depressed to blog," to "Omigod, I'm too happy to blog," to "Blogging is so totally 2006."
So, yeah. Here we are. It feels like not much has happened since we last chatted, but I guess quite a bit has gone down. Let's get the messy recap out of the way today, so we can go back to our regularly scheduled programming next time, shall we? Okay.
1. I am working all day. Like, all the live long day. Like, as in, all damn day, all day, every day! I put in over 50 hours last week - AND WE HAD MONDAY OFF! Alls I can say about that is, "Thank GOD I'm hourly!" Dolla-dolla-bills, y'all.
2. Shopping. So I have plenty in my savings now, and these gargantutastic paychecks, and there are all these sales everywhere, and I want to be one of those people who can save and invest every spare cent, but clothes! and beauty products! and books! It's almost too much for one person to handle. For any worry-warts out there who might be concerned, I am happy to report that I am not new to this aspect of my personality, so you needn't worry about any sort of unchecked shopping addiction - a sizable portion of my earnings is going straight into savings, thanks to the miracle of direct deposit.
3. My nephlet had a birthday. It was such fun! He's still not quite walking, but he is standing without help for 10-15 seconds at a time, and he can push his little walker-toy all over the place without any help (except for the turning around when he dead-ends into a wall/dog/bush/aunt). He has four teeth, and is now off the bottles, with his pacifier soon to follow.
4. I got a new (to me) car! It's soooo much nicer than the crap wagon I was in before. And for a crap wagon, it was pretty nice, and was actually driving okay at the end there, but mama gots to have her some a/c, and crap wagon had no a/c. And this one is thirteen years newer (!), and just is just altogether safer and more reliable. So now, when we go places, sometimes we take MY car. Which never used to happen.
5. My Granny has breast cancer. The Granny in San Antonio, with whom I lived when I had (both of) my melt-downs, who always has strawberries and fresh bread when she knows I'm visiting, who wants me to ghostwrite her memoirs (yeah, the family should mind their p's and q's, 'cause all the laundry, it's goin' in the book!), who would DIE if she knew this photo from last year was gonna be online:

SHE has cancer. But she had a lumpectomy, and they apparently caught it way early, and she's totally fine. Lady went on a cruise after finding out. And refused to be taken care of when we went and stayed with her the weekend after her surgery. Flat out refused. Though she didn't exactly jump up when Molly and I tag-team vacuumed her house. No, she pretty much sat back and let us have at it. And said things like, "be a dear and bring your Granny some iced tea" and "let's have some an-gel-adas" and "did you goat the bathroom?" I love that shit.
6. I had a
birthday. I am older, I got some cool stuff, and we had lots of drinks and had lots of fun. Have you ever known me to be less yippee-
kye-
yay about a birthday of MY OWN?!? But yeah, it happened.
Hmmm,
whatev. I think I might be stockpiling the excitement for use at a later year, when I REALLY need the extra enthusiasm to make through the day (I'm
lookin' at YOU, birthday #35!)