6 months?!

Really? I don't know why that surprises me, but somehow it does. Truthfully, I have started to delete this blog countless times and for some reason, I just can't. I know I could take it private, I know I could just keep it for me...but I know I'd miss the connection. Even though I clearly haven't been using it to communicate with my blog peeps, it's still my little corner of the internet - however dusty or neglected it has become. And I have been missing writing. Or a creative outlet of any kind.
So, for the three people who might stumble across this out of curiosity someday...here's a short update on the last six (SIX!) months:

• I did not pass the bar on my first time out. Even though I told myself I expected it, it stung like a motherfucker. I will take it again in July...wasn't quite ready (mentally or financially) to do it again in Feb so July it is. The kicker is that I missed by a mere handful of points, which almost stings more. Assholes.
  
• I've moved back to Cali, into my own little place in a part of the city I've never lived in but where most of my friends are...and I'm loving it. I am so happy to be home.
  
• I am gainfully employed. Job title: Broke Ass Bitch. But with the current economic climate and several grad school classmates completely unemployed and suffering...I am eternally grateful that I have a paycheck, however meager.
• I still have amazing family and friends who, when I think about what they've done for me and how they've supported me, bring me to happy-tears every time. The family is healthy and my 94-year-old grandmother is still hanging in there so blessings abound. The nephys are fricking FIVE and smart and gorgeous. I miss Texas nephy so much, I can't think about it.
• I have started Weight Watchers, for real this time with meetings and everything. I go with my darling friend and am optimistic that this is the year I build the foundation for life-long health. I'm so ready.
  
• And finally...I am still with my dude. We had our year anniversary recently and are really damn happy. We have fun, we laugh a lot, we talk, we dream and we use the word "we" to an annoying extent. Yup. I'm that girl. And fuck if I don't deserve it. (See, for deserving-ness: this entire blog.)

And there you have it, my friends. Hopefully it won't take another six months to find my way back here.