I know but I don't know......

I doubt anyone is even checking anymore(haha) but yes, I am still alive. Not ill, not depressed, not off on a tropical vacation, just not at all motivated to blog.

It must be the post Christmas/deep freeze winter phenomenon. I feel tired and lazy and wishing for more time off from the hectic routine I've created for myself. Sigh. I feel a great need, guilt driven mostly, to make sure my kids have enough going on in their lives that they are stimulated in a variety of ways and are exposed to a lot so they will find something they like to do and hopefully not become total druggies in their teens. Fear motivates me apparently. In a lot of ways, not just with my kids.

Thus, I am too busy, and wishing I wasn't but continuing to be so I can avoid guilt. About the kids, about spending too much money, about the dog. So I work too much for my liking, run around with the kids A LOT, and started puppy school even though I barely have time to pooh half the time. Oh well, I know that is the same life as lots of people are living, but I have the winter blahs so I am whining......and whining some more.

It is so goddamn cold here this past week or so it's not funny. We had a horrible windy snow storm the other night and my friggin hood fan in my kitchen was jam packed with snow. I had to pull it apart and scoop it out by the handful. Every orifice on the outside of my house and roof were packed about 3 feet deep in snow, so very not cool. W was home sick and had to go out in the freezing for two hours to unclog it all so we could circulate air and not die of CO poisoning. Fun times, I tell you. Jan and Feb are notorious for being bitterly cold up here and this year is no fucking exception. It's really the only time of year I wish I lived elsewhere. Where I don't know, just somewhere else, with preferably a chauffeur, housekeeper, and nanny, and maybe I could wake up next to Brad Pitt every morning, and when I looked in the mirror I would have big puffy lips, and.......oh forget it. Fuck! Skip the lips, I'll take the rest though, haha.

Looks like a new chapter of life is starting here yet again, and I'm really hoping that we don't end up moving. I hate moving, with a passion beyond words. I am so done with it. I have moved more times than I care to count and the last two were really brutal, about did me in, so pray for us that something good comes our way and we can stay where we are. I am trying to go with the flow but I am worried. Things always work themselves out, but not always in the way we envision them, so that is the part I fret about. Such is life.

Well if any of you actually read this, thanks for stopping by and I hope you are all well and are not freezing your asses off.

Ciao for now!