So, yes- have been away for ages and I HATE when I do that because it always means I have a HUGE update post to face which makes me put it off more and then there’s this cycle then Oreos.
Somehow- it always spirals there.
Anyway- that, plus the fact that I’m trying to figure out where the blog and this entire site will end up. I am keeping it up thru the year cause our hosting is paid but the blog is the only active thing on it. Still haven’t heard from the Radio Programmer Fairy Godperson….
Updates: Our refi did NOT go thru because our accountant is a genius with our deductions/write offs but the bank says we make too little to give us a refi right now. In fact we don’t but… they’re a bank and suck by their very nature. I was disheartened but not defeated.
So, in response to this financial crisis- we got a dog. (It’s either that or Disneyland and we had too much work for the Kingdom that week) He was a gift. that fell into my inbox via an email from a friend. His owner of 5 years was looking for the perfect home for him and VERY picky about it. Of course- I was done for when I saw the pic. It began an “interview” courtship process that was stressful (because I SUCK under pressure; start swearing, getting jittery, inappropriate jokes like some drunk uncle at a wedding- SUCK) and amazing. He chose us because the instant Wylie and Watts saw each other it was LOVE. They haven’t stopped since. He’s been w/ us 2 weeks now. He is a handsome, protective GIANT Snuffelupugus of a dog and we are so lucky to have him. (Yes, I cried when his owner said goodbye- duh.)
On other fronts; yes- we’re still in a crap spiral of credit card debit. I can only think/rally to write myself out of debit. I am pushing this script wherever I can and actually contemplating how the F I can possibly write this pilot. (BTW- have concluded that TV and Facebook are my mortal creative enemies…) Whatever the case we really are doing well- the camps are picking up every month and going really strong. We can only rally- we have no choice- we can’t get any other pets.
Max & Scout are amazing. He is getting through this last year at Laurel. We mentally have one foot out the door. He’s signed up for summer day camp- his first time- it looks amazing- we’ll see. He’s approaching 6 and I’m having a hard time with it, for some reason… It just seems so… Big. Anyway- his b-day is 2 months out and his wish list already reads like War & Peace. He said that he only wants to go to Disneyland Hotel for 3 days & nights… “And that would be my big present.” So, we may be using that as our summer vacation this year.
Scout is… a force. Beautiful, stubborn, genius and hilarious. She’ll be starting school 3 days a week this September. I am conflicted. I grin at the concept of having 4 whole hours to myself 3 days a week then I burst ourt crying at the same fact… Ugh. Mommywood.
P.S. My husband continues to cook for us and make me laugh until I spit stuff from my face. Who could ask for more?
Oh yeah- the new tamoxifen/cancer pills make me hot flash 3X’s worse – like Albert Brooks from Broadcast news. Joint pain is less though. It’s fine- could be chemo so- what’s a little flop-sweat. Still, we’re not talking a “dewy glisten”- this is a full on WATER SPOUT. From 0 to DRENCHED in 2.3 seconds. And you wonder why I don’t wear makeup often…?