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Hi. I'm Amy and I'm a backsliding blogger. I'm a backslider and I'm pretty unrepentant right now, but I do miss you. Oh and I'm busy. But it definitely seems like time to stop writing the blog entries in my head every day and just start up again. I finally deleted 19K junk messages off my site and I'm ready to go. So here. Let's just catch you right up.

I got my hair cut. I mean we may as well start with the important stuff, right? Ok, the hair really isn't that important. But it is a lot shorter. Still needs color though.

K. and I had a rather stressful and just downright bad 4 months. We went from 12 employees to 3, dumped our office space, rid ourselves of clients, and took two big cuts in pay. It was much worse for the employees, but it was no picnic for us either. It was so stressful that I went into survival mode, and survival mode did not include blogging. It did include exercising (so stressed!), downsizing in just about every department, and continuing to parent. Oh, and sleeping, a lot of sleeping. Sleeping is my number 1 preferred method of escape. Things are starting to turn around now in the sense that they are no longer getting worse, and we do not expect things to get much worse. I'm grateful.

If you ask me straight out I will admit to being a hypochondriac. But even for me the number of doctor appointments I have right now seems excessive. I swear it isn't me. I go in and I talk to the doctors but I don't let on to the level of my hypochondria (no way!) and they keep sending me to more doctors anyway. I've been to the scary melanoma clinic (love my new dermatologist! haven't had melanoma! have had two moles graded severe! got one little thing taken off that was "moderate"!), the dermatologist (for a re-excision of a re-excision), had a mammogram (clear) and a breast ultrasound (discovered 3 (T-H-R-E-E) heretofore unknown cysts), an exercise stress test (I asked for it, and I got it), and some random blood tests (my cholesterol levels are surprisingly good). I think that's everything my silly little hypochondriacal mind can handle right now. I go to the gyn next month so we have something to look forward to.

The kids are good. E. got Lyme's Disease (from a tick in our yard!) and I was pretty bummed about it, but he seems fine. He has agreed to train with me in the fall (running) and he's going to learn to ride his bike without the training wheels this summer. We are almost through with Kindergarten which he rocked. Z. is Z., still not eating, still getting used to school, still inhabiting her own little planet. She is sweet and has really blossomed in preschool, talks more now (even to the teachers!), and thinks she knows how to go on the potty even though she doesn't. R. is the rough and tumble one with the bruises to prove it. He's talking pretty much non-stop although you can't really get much of what he's saying and gets excited about everything. Especially ice cream cones.

In other news, I'm regretting starting my 365 project (take one photo a day for a whole year), I've lost almost 20 pounds, I have a serious crush on Rafa Nadal, I'm drinking at least 64 ounces of water a day which means that I am quickly getting over my phobia of public restrooms, I've managed to add a few new recipes to my repertoire, I watch the weather channel like a little old lady, and I'm still trying to stretch myself and do things which scare me. Which is why I'm in training for a sprint triathlon.

Tell me something about yourself that's happened in the past four months!