Barely Legal
Has it really been three years since I last posted to LJ?
My last entry has me looking for caffeine and chocolate before a snow storm. I must have found them.
There's not been much snow this year in Virginia. Doesn't stop me from complaining, though. I'm tired of winter. Tomorrow I want the damn groundhog to see his shadow... or not see his shadow... whichever means spring will be early.
I'm not superstitious. Not unless it works in my favor.
Would this be the part of the entry that tells you where I've been? Let's see... three years would be about the time we moved, and my parents moved in with us. Having two aging parents to take care of-along with a too-smart-10-year-old, two obnoxious cats, a demanding job, and a long-suffering husband-it sucks sometimes. I'm part of the "sandwich generation" you see mentioned on daytime TV and in ladies magazines.
Bah.
Still, like the groundhog, I have to stick my head out sometime. Boo.