Seeing as I haven't written anything worth anything on my blog in quite some time, I thought I would post an update. My husband's business venture is surviving, if not thriving, which is good. I'm still waiting for the day he comes home and says we're millionaires and I can start traveling the world. (Any day now I'm sure.) My little Pixie-Chick is now eight years old, and can be a walking talking attitude at times. Good thing she's so cute. Little Man is six, and is currently sharing with anyone who will listen that he's getting his six year molars. (Apparently very newsworthy in his eyes.) I am no longer a stay-at-home-mom, as I am now working full time. With kids. Blessed or cursed - depends on the day. :) The kids aren't spouting worthy quips so much any more. I guess as they get older the things they say aren't quite as cute as they use to be. I am no longer taking meds for depression, as I have found exercise has somewhat of the same affect. I still have a bad day now and then. (Today was one of those days. Which is probably why I find myself here.)
