Hi there. I’m back. Long time no blog. I’ve started knitting again and that means I read a lot of knitting blogs and that means I get the urge to blog again. So I’m gonna try to get this MT deal tuned up for the moment. Can’t turn on comments. Sorry. I had to turn them off a couple months ago, cuz I was spending half an hour a day clearing out the damn spam. Spam fuckers. Hate them!!! Anyhow, I’ll post like this for a bit and if you want to comment you can email me at “theprocrastinatrix at mn dot rr dot com”. If you know how to find this blog, you know how to turn that into a usable email addy.

the Boy is 16 months old in 4 days. He’s walking, running, and has a few words now. Unbearably cute and bright. This is from Christmas Eve:

the Rock Star is working on a couple different contracts outside the house. Most of his real work is keeping me from falling apart completely. He’s a saint.

I’m alive and doing ok. I ended up going on anti-depressants a couple months ago. My father dieing unexpectedly in April was the culmination of many months worth of crap and I finally couldn’t take it anymore. I was barely functional, but through the magic of the pretty pink pills, I’m feeling better now. But get this. I totalled another Subaru day before yesterday. It was a little over a year ago that the guy rear ended me. This time a woman went through a red light and smashed the crap out of the front end of the Suby we bought to replace the last one. I was alone in the car, which is a blessing, cuz this was a much worse accident than the last one. My seatbelt kept me from being injured to badly, but didn’t stop my head from conking pretty hard into the door. I had a CAT scan and xrays and everything’s ok. I’m just very sore. Happy fuckin’ new year.