It's hard to whine while simultaneously attempting humor, so I've been in a self-imposed blogging time out.
I don't even want to discuss the last 12 months of our lives, however I reserve the right to cryptically allude to them in the very vaguest of terms in future entries. I'm hoping that someday I'll find the humor of being unemployed and moving in with Dan's mother in her 2 bedroom home in Wyoming just before winter arrived with only what we could carry in our sedan, but currently I don't have the visceral fortitude for that. I know that is a massively complicated run-on sentence with the word "in" used four times, but we all have our crosses to bear...yours is deciphering that unwieldy last comment, mine was writing it.
Here's to less complication in both writing and life!