Soldiering on

I feel like I owe you all an update or at least I owe it to myself and LG to document some of her newest milestones/accomplishments/what-have-you (because we all know I haven’t written any of those down, like, on paper or anything), but the truth is I am so, so tired.

I think I’m more tired now than I was when LG was first born MORE THAN AN ENTIRE YEAR AGO (weep), but I guess I’m no longer running on adrenaline fumes and instead I’m just, I don’t know, living life, I guess? And life’s tiring?

(How deep of me.)

I was in Bakersfield last week, hanging out for an all-too-brief visit with my mom and dad (he’s doing much better than when I last briefly wrote about him, by the way — gallbladder is out, but there’s still more work to be done and he could use your continued thoughts, if you have some to spare.)

I was telling my mom how I’m just sort of cranky and rage-filled recently and I was like, You know, life’s good and I’m happy, but when I think about all these things that are going on and that I’m dealing with [either directly or otherwise], I realize that holy shit, life is stressful right now.

It’s really no wonder I’m a ball of cranky rage! We can’t all be delightful and charming all the time!

(Not that I’m ever really delightful, although I do pride myself on my unbelievable charm.)

Anyway, so that’s what’s going on here.

(Wow, what an update! I told you — that charm and all.)