I wonder if I update if it will cause GQS, Joyous, Shroom, and the Shimmery One to all freak right the hell out?

The MircSpouse is not allowed to freak out.

I just want to make sure that I stay ahead of Matty, Daniel, and Chris.

Here it is in a nutshell... job is still going strong, but I have learned that a lot of women I work with do not want to work with me. Petty crap really, but it still gets under my skin that people do not seem to "get" me at all.

Kids are good. Oldest is not living at home still, and I'm glad. Stress level is low with her gone. Stretch has moved on to a better soccer team (#3 in the state) and since August she's put on 1.25 inches in height. Keep growing kid! MPM is a wood nymph, I'm convinced of it. She's cut her hair short and now all you see is a little elfin face and huge cinnamon colored eyes beneath her mop of dirty blonde hair. She's an imp. The Tadley Bradpole is CUTE. I mean seriously cute. He's in all day Kindergarten and is a terror. His teachers adore him and he's already starting to read. Who knew the kid had brains? He never sits still long enough to show us.

Spouse and I are doing well...really well despite the stress of our lives and both of us being full time students...and the whole house thing.

We sold the house. Yeah. Made a decision to sell right after remodeling the whole thing. Took three months to sell, scared us that it would never sell, and now we're moving into a gorgeous brand new home right before Christmas.

Hi, my name is IN-F*CKING-SANE and it's lovely to meet you.

In my wildest dreams I never envisioned living in a house like this. It is, in a word, stunning. Vaulted two story family/great room, hardwood floors, a separate office, master suite on the first floor with ceramic tile master bath and a jacuzzi tub....bedrooms for all the kids and a deluxe chef's kitchen.

All of this on 2.3 acres of woods.

The dogs are going to be in heaven...hell I'm going to be in heaven. I'm excited and scared to death about the mortgage payment. Nothing ventured nothing gained though, right?

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. We're having it with my folks at their house. Mom ordered our complete dinner cooked... from the local Giant grocery store. I'm still making sweet potatoes with vanilla and baked macaroni and cheese. If I didn't cook on Thanksgiving it wouldn't seem like a holiday.

I guess I'm just thankful for everything I have, and for all the distance I've travelled. I'm even thankful for all the crappy times, and all the bad things, because they put me here. Funnily enough, I can't imagine wanting to be anywhere else as much as I want to be...here.

There's my sappy update. You may now commence to freaking out.