Pardon the interruption, 'tis the season to go shopping.

I figure I need to keep this up, because well, I get all kinds of comments, funny looks and THIDS when I blog. I figure it's like cardio exercise for my friends.

Truly I have been remiss in keeping folks updated. For that I apologize. My life is rather hectic all the time. I had a friend once who said that I must be addicted to adrenalin or stress because I tend to keep things going nearly constantly. I feel most alive when I am frantically multitasking, keeping all my projects going at once. I am productive in chaos.

However I am also human.

Lately, there are cracks in the frenzy foundation. On Sunday evenings, or when I have time alone to just be still, I find myself sentimental, weepy, and emotional. Tonight watching Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, I started crying. I teared up at a Kodak commercial. I watched Wizard of Oz the other night, started mouthing the words silently at the end when Dorothy says goodbye and sent a lengthy email to a friend who I call "Scarecrow." I shopped with my husband and was nearly overcome at how far WE have come... last summer, I would have bet money that there would be no more tandem shopping trips.

If I didn't know better, I'd think I was pre-menstrual...but that is impossible isn't it? I had a complete hysterectomy three years ago... plus no thyroid from the cancer, I am a synthetically hormonal woman.

So what the hell is this? I have an appointment with a new endocrinologist in a few days. I will be asking questions. Tough ones.

Anyway, had a great time with the spouse. We shop well together. He has good taste, loves our kids beyond measure and enjoys spoiling them (and me). Oh we took care of him too, believe me. Went to the outlet mall and shopped all damned day. If Black and Decker made a vibrator, well we'd have bought the whole store. ;)

Okay I know a majority of what I'm getting under the tree, but I don't really care. What I care about is that my kids are happy and healthy, my family will have a great new home to celebrate the holiday in, and that my spouse has returned. Don't know how we did it exactly...

All I know is, I got back the man I married, and the marriage I dreamed of, and I'm thankful. VERY very thankful.