A long, shrill, continuous beep . . . a flatline . . .

Get the cart! Plug in the paddles! 

Rubs paddles together and places them on WOAW’s metaphorical chest . . .

All clear! Jess yells, as she shocks her blog alive.

A quick blip . . . then another . . . LIFE!

WOAW lives . . .

I needed that jolt! Phew, I feel so much better. There’s blogging life in me yet. I have to admit, as soon as I opened WordPress and saw my lovely little piece of the internet here, I got the warm and fuzzies and wanted to hug my computer.

I’ve missed you all and have so much to tell you! Where to begin?

Well, first, I am still unemployed. Meh. I’m interviewing but everything takes forever. I have mixed feelings about going back to work. Of course, money would be nice, but I have to admit that being home is nice, too. Now that I’m home, I don’t know how I ever worked. When I worked there were no noon doctor appointments or 4:30 Kids Zumba classes. Homework was never done by dinner time. I guess we all do what we have to do and if (when) I get a job, we’ll re-adjust.

The best part of interviewing was hitting up the Ann Taylor outlet for a new interview suit. I had tons of fun shopping, and I’m not much of a shopper. I even bought two pairs of cute work shoes at Aerosoles.

So where did the summer go? Well, I thought I’d have this wonderful summer being Supermom, but alas, that did not happen. Summer was fine, don’t get me wrong, but within a week of having the boys home I was like, “Who wants to go to camp?!?” I’d have taken out a loan to get them out of the house if it came down to it.

Trust me, they were happy to go. Camp had kids and pools and trips, and the boys had a great time. M. went to a YMCA sponsored camp for special needs kids which was awesome. JC spent his days at our town’s Rec Camp and Splash Camp at the YMCA pool. I seriously don’t think I could have handled them home all summer. They’re cute (usually) and fun (depending on your definition of “fun”), but not in large chunks of never-ending long, hot summer days. Just keeping it honest here, folks. We all survived and enjoyed. I even took JC to the top of the Empire State Building . . .

And M. to the supermarket . . .

No, really. We did fun things. I swear. Now it’s back to school, my favorite time of the year. I’m already learning a lot in sixth grade. I had to google how to read a triple beam balance and how to do long division with decimals in the mix. I . . . I mean, JC . . . will be doing a science project involving popcorn, and one that will require me him to make a model of an invertebrate. Go sixth grade! I don’t know why the kid complains. It’s nothing but fun times.

Besides the family stuff, this summer I made new friends and kept the old. I went back to yoga, then stopped again. I walked the dog a lot. Remember Kiri?

Mostly, I’ve been writing and learning and asking questions about things. In the next week or so I hope to share more about my experiences with you, as well as some exciting news concerning my writing life.

Until then, it’s nice to be here in my happy place. Thanks for reading and have a good night!