I was checking out my blog, and a year went by *POOF!* just like that. July 5th I had Amara Tiel, little lovenug that she is.

I am active now on this other blog site:
blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-lC2...h4OCKZTI-

This is because the previous computer I had could not load the tribe page correctly, ever. EVER! Who wants to blog like that? Egads.

So, back to now. I will update my profile and pix etcetera because, well, YOU'RE WORTH IT!!!

Inhale, exhale. Coffee, large mug, stopping to sip now and again. Wondering if everytime I post a little message goes out to all those on my friends list. Hmmm.. love you all, I do....;)

Okay, phew, brief reprieve from childcare as papa plays with progeny. He is stomping his feet in a flamenco fashion and she is sucking on something she pulled from the fridge and watching his feet, captivated.
My world.

Soooo last night! Okay, all of yesterday. I went to go renew my yearly papers to exist legally here in Mexico, and while I was doing all of that, I MET A MAN. This is not allowed, as I am spoken for several times over.
I am still harboring little fantasies about him. They are harmless, because...whoops...I find myself saying the same thing I said when I met Viet...

*screeches to sudden halt, both in thought and pen. Proverbial pen, you understand*

Nevermind. Just discard it out the window but the fun really was to feel that little spark for a moment.

Last night we performed at a Trunk Show of stuff from India, and stupidly I invited *THIS GUY* to it, and of course he showed up, but 'twas all for the best as I'm sure he got a load of me, with Viet drumming, and little toddler running around.

The performance was fun, as dancing always is. Nothing super spectacular and it emphasized our dire need for another drummer.

Halfway through the mug here...

Eeek. I am so acutely aware of how public this whole blogging thing is so I'm really censoring myself here. Trying to find comfort in a public place.
I think I'll add a photo of my house: