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Interneting Once Again

Hello world.

I am back. I know you're so glad to have me back.

Now that I have returned to the ways of interneting I am hoping that I will produce a much more balanced and productive lifestyle of being able to conduct everything I enjoy from the position of 'crouched over desk' which is a new yoga pose I've just declared.

But no, seriously to be honest now that I am back from that dusy place life has taken a musical turn and I have been trying to spend more time writing songs and lyrics and then reocrding them with a good friend of mine from work. *shifty eyes* That and Mikey likes listening to me play now. Or maybe its just because he THINKS that i'm watching him play when he points at my guitar until I grab it off the bookshelf and then he drags me into his room to play with his special 'in his room toys' while i sit on the chair and try to write something that doesn't make Bex cringe.

So the best and weirdest thing about being back I think is spending time with Bex and Mikey. Even though I'm not always really actively doing something with them (i.e. occasionally i build lego things for mikey to destroy and i.e. occasionally Bex and i will talk and I will actually respond with more than the obligatory yes dear, sounds good, ok, yep, etc.)

It just feels a bit weird still, like we're still getting used to each other again, however it's great to be able to wake up in the morning with Mikey kicking me in my side and Bex yelling at him to go back to sleep and me just being pleased that I'm not getting woken up by my static alarm having to put on a dusty uniform and walk to work hungry wishing the DFAC wasn't a mile away. It's nice to have someone to argue with again that's not a co-worker or a subordinate or...other things...

It's nice to eat WONDERFUL FOOD.

Although i haven't posted the picture on here yet of the nice meal that I cooked. Bex said she liked it...mikey didn't though.

Hrm I seem to naturally write mikey with a little 'm'. Maybe it's because he is a little man. Hmmm

So yes. Back and returned. Muwhahahahaahahahahahah! Boom!

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I am a 24 year old British stay at home mother to a two year old boy. Married to a U.S. soldier and currently living in Germany.

I have seen the Vatican from the very top of St Peter's Basilica, the mud in the World War I trenches outside Ypres. I have walked through Montmartre side streets bustling with people in the evening, gotten lost in the streets of Greenwich Village NYC, run through cornfields on the Welsh border and sat outside with a cup of tea watching fireflies in the fields of the outer Chicago suburbs.

I have held the hands of others through addiction, fear, suicide, despair and come out the other side. I have left everything behind to begin anew.
I have fought mental illness and walked through snow in the mountains of the lake district, England. I have explored the morgue in the bowels of an abandoned hospital on a summer evening, climbed to the top of scaffolding on the outside of a five floor warehouse to look at the city lights of Nottingham at night and I have watched the sun setting on the Texas horizon.

I have held my son's tiny hand through the plastic window on an isolette in the NICU ward. Walked, speaking only in whispers, through the catacombs beneath the ground on the outskirts of Rome and seen the fireworks over Heidelberg castle.