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I got nothin' but a little (Twilight) Sparkle

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Hi folks.  Remember me?  I used to write blog posts here.  I know it has been awhile but, I was wondering, if you might consider joining me again in my subjective world.  I've missed you.

It goes without saying that November and December are busy months.  Obviously with Thanksgiving, Christmas (multiple Christmases, I should say), New Year's celebrations, travel and families, things get a little hectic.  Add to that the first birthday of my darling Chicky and a new session of classes to teach...and you have a recipe for (delightful) mayhem.

On top of all this, we had a recent sleep regression (from which we are still recovering two months later) from our former rock star sleeper.  Operating in a state of reverie leaves little time for reflection, self-expression and general bitching.

On the bright side, I have had plenty of opportunity to steep myself in the culture of Equestria with the help of the citizens of Ponyville.  And may I just say, WTF?!?!?!  Twilight Sparkle just became a friggin' alicorn???  Shit just got real. *

Yes, being a parent to a toddler during the craziest season has left me drooling and wondering what the hell just happened.  In fact, my brain is so empty that I literally have had nothing to write about since October.  Habibi and I must be completely insane to be starting the adoption process for Baby #2.  (Yup, you read that right!  Still very preliminary, but it has begun.  SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!)

So I just wanted to drop by before the next tornado hits and let you both know that yes, I'm still here.

*http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Little_Pony:_Friendship_Is_Magic
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