I know...

that when you get to the point where you're spending more time apologizing for not posting than you are on actually posting, you should just delete your blog.

HOWEVER!

I keep it. I keep it to remind me that I need to talk to people, if only my lovely interwebbians. I know you're there. I see the count change daily. I don't know who you are, because you fools never bother to say hello. You could, you know. Say hi, introduce yourself, that kind of thing.

Or tell me to piss off and find a real job. I'd take that, too.

At any rate, I've been busy. You know how it is.

Holidays, in-laws, cooking, cleaning, yelling at OldMan when he hits me in the face with the Christmas tree and tries to play it off like it didn't happen...

Also, I've been dealing with Charlie. You're going to hear about Charlie in the next couple of days, but I'd like to get some pictures of him, and that requires my being able to work with him without his attempting murder on my person. So far, that's not really an option. He's drawn blood twice, and it makes me antsy. And sad. I wish he understood that we're nice people, dammit!

OldMan's been here, too. And honestly, if he's around, I'm going to spend time with him and not you guys. It's not that I don't love you. It's just that he pays the bills and I love him more. Not specifically for the bills thing, but in general.

I have to clean and re-organize around the casa de unemployment, too. And finish decorating. It already looks like Christmas puked in my house, but, if I have to look at it all day, it's going to be nice, for fuck's sake!

Hang in there with me, kids. It will be worth it again, very, very soon.

Love you guys.

XOXO