You can dry your eyes.

After a short...but memorable...hiatus, your favorite program is back on the air! So many updates on your favorite characters, you will no doubt drench your drawers while urinating with delight! Or you will just be bored to tears and/or death in which case...go ahead and drop dead already! Or just stop reading if you want to preserve your life and the way you live it. Rambling? Yeah...you know you missed it, my babies.

Where the fuck to start? How about my trip?!?

For starters, it rocked my knee-high socks right off my stems and there are pictures to prove it (coming soon). And they are officially my favorite pictures ever taken EVER. We look so...happy. Genuinely happy. And we look so bananas in love. We've already framed a bunch and every time I look at them, my heart feels warm. I'm not going to give you the play-by-play on everything we did at any given moment during the weekend because it will only mean anything to us. But we did a lot and we had a blast. It was worth every penny!!! I could get real sappy...I'll swallow that down. I would like to apologize to Erin for missing yet another opportunity to bask in the glory that is her beauty...I had every intention of going to the show...until the weekend caught up with me and I was in bed and spoony by 9:05p. Roller skating soon??? What what!?

And then there's this whole "emergency room" business.

Ugh.

Once again, I'm going to hold back on the play-by-play. It's personal. I have to be selective about what I choose to share with the world. I can say this...there was a lot of blood. A LOT. More than I've ever seen up close and personal. And no, I didn't slit my wrists or anything, my GOD. I'm being cryptic because it's personal and those who need to know DO. I just mentioned the blood because it's haunting me still!!! It was a traumatic and humiliating experience. But I think it brought Todd and I a smidge closer. He was an excellent support system and kept my head screwed on when I couldn't do it alone. It was so comforting to hear him say all these sweet things before I went into surgery (I suggested he tell me everything he ever wanted to in case I died) and to see his smiling face when I came out. He saw a lot of things I'm sure he didn't want to see and put up with me squeezing his hand mighty tight a few times. He was a trooper. I am a very lucky girl and I KNOW I couldn't have gotten through it all without him.

And that pretty much brings us to now. I know this wasn't very light-hearted and ha-larious like I'vetried to be recently. But honestly...I lost enough blood to feed 3 adult male vampires so I'm having trouble focusing. So...I had a fun trip that weekend and I survived, which I'm sure disappoints many of you but THRILLS others, this past week. Now I just take one day at a time and put one foot in front of the other until I'm fully recovered. Thanks to everyone who senf friendly words and cheer up messages and what not. I'm lucky to have such bad ass people in my life and I hope I can be there for you in return some day.

Hopefully you're not bleeding to death like I was, though.