So I’ve been completely remiss in posting. I could give you a myriad of excuses. But alas, thats all they would be… excuses.
I should be one of these people who make time for things they enjoy. I happen to be one of those people who think about the things I enjoy, and am always doing the things I detest.
So, despite my lenghthy absence, I want my re-emergance to blogging to be on a low note (yes – I know it should say a “high note”, but trust me – keep reading, you’ll soon get the picture).
Let’s do some catching up first:
1) I recently recieved court ordered custody of my adorable 18 month-0ld nephew.
2) I’ve had no sleep since recieving said custody of adorable child.
3) I have been thrust into the world of figuring out how to become a foster parent (in order to legitimatize said custody of adorable child who causes me to have no sleep.)
One step in becoming a foster parent is getting a physical.
Now, if you’ve read my previous post, On Being A Weight Watchers Flunky, you know that I’m not the crowning example of physical fitness. But that aside, I had no choice – and I couldn’t imagine that a few extra pounds (okay – more that a “few”. Don’t be so judgemental – I’m working on it !) would keep me from parenting my nephew.
So, this past Monday, I walked into the doctor’s office. (more…)
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