More than a month away...

... from blogging.

It feels like a whole lot longer than that. It's therapy and I need some of that. Monkey is alternately driving me crazy and making my heart melt. This must be the onset of toddlerhood that I've heard mentioned guardedly in dark corners by exhausted looking mothers with staring eyes and facial tics.

I asked Redbeard today, fiercely, "IS IT TIME FOR DRINKING YET....?" And he quickly assured me that it was, out of self-preservation as well as acknowledgement of Monkey's horrible behavior.

Yikes.

Please let it be a phase.

Oh-- and shots at the doctor tomorrow. Wonderful.

[quietly begins to rip hair out in advance]


In other news, we're back online and in temporary housing after returning from Ohio (Monkey was wonderful on the plane, with 14 hours in Minneapolis airport, and with his grandparents-- we could not have asked for better behavior. Wonder what happened to it...). When we got back to our house (after sacking out in a motel for 9 hours), our roof was buckled and looked to cave in and we had a catastrophic flood that left the living room carpet soaked (this *after* 2 days of living with frozen pipes, drains, toilet). Not fun. :(

Suck ass- but we're out. It will be okay.

We're spreading out in a bigger place for now, and we'll see what happens in the spring. It's been a lot of stress though, and now we're not sure if we should keep TTC until we know what's going on with our housing.

Decisions, decisions.

Well, I'm off to entertain His Monkeyness until Redbeard returns. Hope all enjoyed the winter holidays. It's really nice to be back in therapy.