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This is my sec­ond attempt at this post of point­less noth­ing­ness.  I was out for bear the first go around.  All I’ve got to say is don’t read a bounty hunter book just before writing.…you come across all burly when you’re not!

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I feel old.  I know I’m not (Dang it!), but I feel it for some rea­son.  I’ll be turn­ing 37 (3 away from 40!) on Sun­day and for some rea­son this birth­day is wear­ing on me worse than any other birth­day.  Maybe because I’ve got more white (not gray) hair on my head than brown (Thanks Rachel for mak­ing me look all sassy!), or maybe because I find myself falling asleep around 8:30pm and still want­ing to sleep in till noon.

I’m not sure what it is, but I do know I’m run­ning away from it.  All the way to Kansas City!  Gonna go hang with my homie, Stacey!  Woot!

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My chil­dren almost didn’t make it alive to 2009.  That 2 week hol­i­day break just about killed them and me both.  It was an excru­ci­at­ingly long break.  The boys were extra whiney and gripey.  They were fight­ing with each other like they’ve never done before.  It was hor­ri­ble.  I am just now recov­er­ing and feel­ing some remorse over our time together.  I couldn’t have done much since I still had to work, but I should’ve been more pre­pared.  I walked into that break like I’d never had a child before!  Now that our rou­tine is get­ting back into action, my boys have gone back to say­ing “Thank you, Mom” and “Yes, Maam”. And when I ask them to do some­thing, I now get to hear, “Ok” or “Sure”, instead of “WHAT?  Why do I have to do it?  I did it last time!”  I love and kiss all over them every time I hear an “ok” vs. a huff!

Those boys are my life.  I’m proud of them and want them to know it.  I don’t really have a res­o­lu­tion this year, but I guess the clos­est would be to encour­age and love my boys to pieces.

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I’ve been work­ing on some­thing for 6 months and I think I’ve just about nailed it down.  I’m very excited as this is going to be a fam­ily affair and I really think it’ll work.  A part of this new thing (that is all hush-hush for now) is me going to BlogHer ’09. I’m SO excited!

I’ve been to 50 gazil­lion con­fer­ences but they have all had to do with Higher Edu­ca­tion.  Being a For­eign Stu­dent Adviser meant I had to go and learn about new rules and reg­u­la­tions all the time.  See, since 9/11, our gov­ern­ment has decided to force all the rules that were already there.  If they had been, most of those ter­ror­ists never would’ve made it into our coun­try.  They’ve been lick­ing their calf ever since.

So, as I see it, I have until mid-July to lose 30 pounds, 10 years and all of my goofy accent!

This could be interesting.…maybe I should vlog my jour­ney!  Wouldn’t that be a hoot!