Yes, I'm not dead.
I haven't touched this blog in ages (has it really been over 6 months? Yikes!) and I just am so unbelievably busy, I really don't know where the time has flown. Yeah, it's the truth, and not an original excuse, but it's the only one I've got.
And although I hate to leave you hanging again at the risk of abandoning my blog for another 6 months, I always seem to blog (or attempt to blog) when I really should be asleep or, rather, should be doing something else entirely. Right now, I should be sleeping, as it's 5am and I've been awake for the past 3.5 hours, mostly on my computer (doing inane research, the occasional $100 online shopping cart, catching up on one of the Steven Seagal greatest hits that always seems relegated to these wee hours on TV...you know, typical insomnia routine!).
Ah, screw it. If I crawl back into bed now, the husband is just going to do his sighing thing and start complaining that I didn't get any rest.
Better to feign dead on the couch.
Maybe I'm not alive after all!