Lost in time... Again.

I did not fall off the face of the planet like it appears... I've just been busier than a person should be.

Dorado has five teeth through and the sixth is surfacing. He is almost crawling on all fours, he does move around a room using a scoot or army crawl. I started him in at Granny's last week. (Granny was the woman who used to watch Tide for us before he went to preschool) I couldn't watch him and control the business anymore.

Tide is doing fine. He's on the tail end of a cold or something. (which we've all been fighting, but he always gets it worse and holds onto it longer) He's fighting a lot with R lately. Just being defiant and acting like his father, which sadly drives his father crazy. (hee hee)

I'm feeling a lot better with my medication. If I weren't on it, I'd be loosing it right now. (with the enormous stack of weight the business and life has been throwing on our backs lately) Poor R is eating Xanax like chicklets... I don't even have the energy to go into it... I just feel like a broken record of complaints. So, I'll just keep my self pity to myself for now. Let me get a few glasses of wine and some free computer time and I'm sure I'll vomit out our latest angst.

Till then I'm alive and breathing and really NEED to keep up with this thing... I enjoy writing. Believe it or not.