I was sucked in. Just like a late night infomercial. Or the informercial I first viewed in San Diego - the one when Tanika and I wanted to buy that chicken cooker thingy that Mr. T was selling. Facebook got me. Since "joining" the rage of the social network machine that some believe make the world go 'round I quit blogging. Just like that. Quit. Quitting is not easy for me. I'm stubborn. I'm commited to my "work ethic". I am the daughter of a coal miner. I don't quit.
So - guess who's back? It's not Shady.
I can't believe how much my boys have grown since my last post and how much I've "matured" as everyday I climb a few steps closer to 40 (and "I still remember when 30 was old"...) and make peace with the fact that I'm always going to be "Hair Flying Everywhere", will never accomplish the perfect hairstyle, and that driving a mini-van isn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. I've missed on sharing my thoughts through my "online diary". I have really missed it! If for no one else's reading pleasure - for mine! I've missed you, blog!
Please forgive me while I take some time to update our pics, our stories and reconnect.
