Mom said I would forget my head if it wasn’t attached.

Things are finally falling into place in my life. I think I might be able to breath on my own again soon.

The paperwork that I have been waiting for came in and now I’m just waiting on the phone call that says, “Come sign these papers and pick up the check.”

I’ve had my house for ten years and when everyone else around me was refi’ing and getting cash out…I didn’t. The thought of paying TWO mortgages or jacking up my payments just freaked me out.
I’m so glad I was a totally sissy-la-la about it, because now I need it and it’s there.

It’s almost “Blog This 2005” !! For those of you that don’t know what BT05 is, let me explain.
It’s a convention minus the big building and name tags….and groups of people there to learn stuff.
3 bloggers, bottle of Captain Morgan & carton of Marlboros. That’s it.
This year it’s only three people, but who knows what next year will bring…or where it will be.
I do have SOME bad news about the first day of BT05. I will be picking you up from the airport after I have spent 2 hours at a junior high for Open House.
I might have a little road rage and be dressed up all dorky, like in a polo shirt and khaki pants. I might look like a Target employee. I might have a gun and I might have killed some people.
Just so you know.

For those of you thinking about having 5 children in the future: One loaf of bread every other day. Case of toilet paper every week. If they decide to buy lunch – 2.25 per kid, per day.
3 teen/pre-teen’s WHINING about needing a cell phone. 5 kids- new school clothes. Sorting socks for 5 kids. Bacon…lots of bacon.

I’m not even going to tell you about how much wine and anxiety pills it takes to calm me down after one talks back.

I promise to pull it all together and write something worthy of you all coming over and reading. I miss really ‘writing’. I miss taking pictures. I miss not losing my hair.

You guys keep coming here again for what?