It’s Called Babelfish

Its been about 3+ months since my last blog.  I guess I should apologize for being MIA so long.  Life has been treating me alright, just trying to tread some water.  
Well, for those that didn’t know, my husband was out on “commission” for two months- basically, I was the only one bringing in a paycheck.  Finally frustrated with his boss’s crap, my hubby stormed out on “vacation” and never went back.  That started a fireball in our home.  For a brief second we actually knew where we were, and were ready to take life head on, horns high, and feet ready to smash anyone in our way.  Unfortunately, after the misshap, we were left with our pants down and staring blankly at the enemy.  No matter how much I fought for both us, I couldn’t win the battle.  With only one check coming in, our payments went flop yet again, and the phone calls started.  It was like a scratched, melted record that refused to stop playing.  The only positive out of those two months were Sheryl Crow/John Mayer tickets that had been purchased months in advance.  While I was in no mood to listen to people sing and spend money, I refused to give up the tickets, since those two just happen to be my most favoritest singers/song writers on this god given green lawn of mine. :)  So we went, and had a phenomenal time.  Not only was Sheryl Crow jamming on her guitar, and causing the crowd to go insane, but John Mayer looked absolutely, positively godly that night.  His long hair, gorgeous lips and hot bod just strummed that guitar like he was making love, and it was amazing!  I was mesmirized and will never forget that concert.  Believe me, when he comes back to NJ, I will be in the front row screaming my head off!  So, after the concert we went back to our not-so-happy lives and continued to breathe, slowly falling part, but holding on with the ends of our fingertips, hoping that God would throw atleast a string to help us up.  As month two rolled around, and the mortgage remained unpaid, I feared we would have to yet again, give it all up.  This time, I just couldn’t take it.  It was as if the walls were closing in on us, and there was no air to breathe.  And then, through the rubbles of our lives, through the dusty fog that had formed, a bright light shone through, and a phone call came in.  The most blessed moment- Jay got a job!  And not just any job, working for a top advertising firm in the city.  It has been 1 month since his new job, and we are finally pulling ourselves out of the rubble.  It has been a very tough ride, but I know this time, we will get out of it, I will be damned if that record plays again!  
So, appropriately, I changed my site to include the things which are closest to my present moment- John Mayer’s Waiting on the World to change, the Mana quote which I try to live by, and the background.  All on the hope that the worse is over, and our lives will change for the better.  
I am sorry to all my friends for not communicating with you throughout these last weeks, but when it gets tough, I store all my energy for the war, and this war was a hard one.  But I am back, and stepping up to the front again.  I love you all.  

Oh, and I am down eight pounds 4 ounces and counting!