aaaaand she's back!

Hi blog friends!

Happy New Year!!

After quite a break that I didn't really mean to take,

I'm ready to revive my blog.

Facebook can kill a blog,

don't ya think?

I post my status and let my friends know

what I'm doing and thinking,

so coming here to elaborate on that

sometimes takes a back seat.

Truth is, I've really missed blogging

so I'm pushing it back up to the

front of my priority list

right behind feeding my family

and playing bejewled blitz,

oh and harvesting my crops on farmville!

2010 brings with it the huge challenge

of my sailor being away from home

for extended periods of time

and you know what that means.

The adolescent sharks will be circling

and mama is on her own!

Melt downs will be inevitable for everyone

and I can't really be held responsible

for the amount of chocolate consumed.

As we face what is sure to be our hardest year and a half yet,

this blog is going to be where I turn to vent,

share, laugh, cry, scream and reminisce.

I'm going to need it and I'm going to need you.

I'm calling 2010 "Operation Lone Ship"

and through my posts you will get a glimpse

at my life....for real.

The good, the bad and the ugly.

By the end of it, you will either love me, hate me,

be surprised, be shocked, be comforted,

find me totally relatable

or totally certifiable,

campaign to have me committed

or commit to walk with me through this.

Either way, I promise I will never lie to you

or candy coat my raw emotions

because I know that someone somewhere

will be feeling what I'm feeling

but just doesn't have the words.

I owe it to her to find them for the two, ten or thousand of us.

A friend once observed that I tend to write myself out of a funk.

That is 100% true.

Writing helps me cope with whatever it is

I'm going through.

It's a way for me to organize my thoughts

so that I can sanely process them.

So, my fresh fruit in the next coming months

may be sour at times,

will probably contain some rather large

and hard to swallow seeds,

will definitely have some sweet spots,

could have a few bruises,

but I can assure you

it will always be freshly picked

from my life among the weeds.