I'm back. Pretty much.

Hey, here's to the first post in, what, over two weeks?

Yes, 2010, I admire your dedication to sucking right up 'till the very end.  You weren't going to let me off the hook with two easy months before ringing in the new year, were you? 

While contemplating a timeline of 2010 in my mind, it was quickly decided that I won't be sending out Christmas cards this year.  Because, as a good friend pointed out, you just CAN'T send out cards saying '2010 sucked even more than 2009!'. 

The past several weeks have been a blur of my dad's funeral, work, cleaning out so very, very much of dad's stuff (deadline looming: we have to have it all out by January 1), and keeping up with Zoey.  Ah, Zoey.  The person who keeps me grounded in reality, and the only reason I am not personally cancelling Christmas this year.  Because four-year-olds make this time of year magic no matter the crappy circumstances surrounding them...there are still Christmas programs to attend (will Zoey finally understand before Thursday that 'The Cattle Are Lowing' is not an actual song, but only the second verse in Away In A Manger?) and gifts to track down as Santa's #1 helper. 

And, this weekend, I have a break!  My mom took Zoey Friday evening and won't be bringing her back until tonight.  This has cleared up plenty of time to accomplish some things on my to-do list, and my first Hot Yoga class is looming later on this morning...wish me luck.  If I don't pass out from heat exhaustion, I will try to blog more on the experience later.  For now, I'd best be googling the address of the yoga studio so I know where I'm going.