So here’s the thing.

There’s been a slight delay in my continuation of this story. . . not because I don’t have enough to say (hahahahaha!), but because it’s really hard to figure out what to say next.  I knew at the time that I should have been blogging privately to keep track of everything, but I was just so afraid of it somehow being published and getting myself in more trouble than I could get out of.  I know it was the right decision at the time, given how it all went down, but holy crap, it would have been so much easier to tell the story then!

I need to chat with my mom and pull out all of my notes from back then and create a timeline and remember the stories that I’ve sent to the dark corners of my mind in hopes of them going away somehow.  I need to decide how much of the kids’ perspective I want to share. . . because we’re all very open and honest in this house, and even though it breaks the hell out of my heart, I’ve encouraged them to share what bits they randomly remember of their old life.  You simply wouldn’t believe some of the things they say (like “I don’t like daddies. . . daddies sneak vegetables into your food. . . daddies sneak spinach into your brownies” – oh, it happened, it soooo happened.  In public!  Really loudly!  And, it took all I had not to announce that I adopted these kids and “Daddy” isn’t anyone I’ve ever been connected to in any way!). 

So, just hold tight.  I’m working on getting my thoughts in order so I don’t go spouting off about what happened yesterday without giving you all of the information leading up to yesterday. 

In the meantime, INSANITY is still kicking my ass.  I’ve just completed 4 weeks and while I don’t FEEL any skinnier or stronger or at all like any of the torture I’ve endured for the past month has been worth a damned thing, the pictures tell another story, so woohoo!  I mean, I’m still not shoving myself into a bikini anytime soon, but at least I can shove myself into some pants. 

Also, I do have house projects to update you on.  The garden!  It’s still growing!  Well, most of it anyway.  And, the coat closet!  Try to imagine the amazing things I did to the coat closet!  I know.  It’s hard to believe.  That this much uncontrollable awesomeness is happening in one person’s life, but it is.   Indeed, it is.