I'm back, or I'm slowly on my way back.

Never underestimate the power of food.  I can't say that it was just the food that finally ended the 2 day crying spree, but the combination of Chris and mushroom risotto did the trick.  Sometime around Tuesday at 7pm, the tears dried up and I started to feel human again.  Thanks to everyone who called, messaged or just thought about me during what was a minor emotional breakdown.  And thanks to Chris, whom I'm sure was one more cry fest away from panic.  I love you more than words.

It's probably time I learned a lesson in thankfulness.  If you've read even 2 days worth of this blog, then you know I'm at my best when I can put things in a list.  So, here we go again:
I am thankful:

• that the guy at work hasn't clipped his toenails at his desk this week
• for my dad, who I know loves me to eternity and back - forever
• for Chris:  marrying you was the best decision I've ever made
• for that mushroom risotto that might just have saved my life
• for this sweet baby, my son, that continues to thrive and whom I love so passionately it hurts in the best possible way
• for material things, like our comfortable house, good jobs, underwear that still fits, and candy corn
• that the creepy sacker at Kroger didn't molest my stomach last time I saw him
• for my family:  distance is something I'll have to tolerate, but it is my mission to ensure that this boy is raised knowing how lucky he is to have you.  We're lucky that love knows no distance.
• for my friends:  new and old, you are the best there ever was