The blog is going through a transition.
I have stuff I want to write about but don't know if I should.
I run the risk of hurting some people close to me if I write about everything I want.
I'm trying to decide if I care about that anymore since this is my blog and I'm done trying to please everyone all the time.
Slugbo and I are in therapy to try to get State Adoptions to change their mind about passing us off to another agency. I am in individual therapy to deal with the fact that I cannot have kids of my own, so if I seem a little grumpy, deal with it because I hate therapy.
I've started a Yoga class at the local junior college. Tried to talk Slug into a ballroom dance class to no avail. Sigh.
My skin still hates me but not as much as before. I get to see a new dermatologist next month.
We do not have a new placement yet, but we did get our capacity increased to two, so we might get a sibling set.
I'm still knitting and make it out to knit group on Saturday about once a month right now.
We are turning the front yard into a giant kiddy habittrail. I really should post pictures of that. It looks like a play structure factory exploded on my property. And tell my dad to get his butt out here to visit and help Slugbo put all this stuff together. Come on Dad, you cannot b* about gas prices this year.