Because Tamara has chosen to CAST SHAME on me repeatedly I decided to actually grab and use the client so I don't have any excuses. Expect for the big excuse that I tend not to have much to say these days. Which in and of itself I guess is noteworthy because, man, when the hell have I ever been at a loss for words? Doesn't happen often, folks, and it's usually drug induced.
Work is pretty overwhelming and fulfilling by turns. Nothing I can't handle and nothing that's going to make me hit panic attack land any time soon.
My husband is awesome in all ways. ALL. WAYS. Awesome. yay!
My dog rocks. She is a rock star and she will rock your face off. And something else with "rock" in it.
the cats - awesome.
Uh... yeah... I'm doing well. I'm sure I'll hit a talkative patch, though, and NOW I AM PREPARED. whoooo