Back in Balance

Luckily my woe-is-me moment of last week was fleeting and I snapped back into seeing life with rosy glasses rather quickly.  I'm blaming my slip into the blahs on the hormones.  Yup, I'm still blaming the hormones.  (I'm still breastfeeding, so the hormones that went insane while I was pregnant have yet to restablize.  My new plan is to continue nursing until I get pregnant again so that I can continue blaming the hormones for any of my strange behavior for the next few years.  I'm only half kidding...)

How can I not have a smile on my face with this silly dude in my life????

I was also reminded this weekend how great of friends and family I have.  Friday night after work I spent a few hours with my parents, grandma and Lukas.  I love that they are close and I really love that my grandma is staying in Georgia for the foreseeable future (I haven't told y'all this have I?  Hum, Ok, well tack that on to the blog posts I need to write. Here's the would-be-title: "Grandma J is not going back, back to Cali, Cali!" (which is really a factually wrong title since she never lived in Cali, but you'll overlook that in the interest of a catchy blog title, right? Thanks.)).  I also had a long talk with my brother this weekend and while he did move back, back to Cali, Cali (am I annoying you yet?), I'm glad we've stayed close, though I'd be lying if I said I didn't wish on a daily basis that he and Stuie lived around the corner.  Maybe one day.  Maybe I'll move back, back to Cali, Cali (yup, I've now annoyed myself.  I'll stop now, I promise.  And no, we have no current intention of moving across the country.)  I love my family. 

And my friends rock too.  We caught up with a handful of friends this weekend and it was good for my soul.  Everyone left our house after a cookout yesterday and I turned to Mr. Cob and said "We have some really good people here."  And he agreed.  I love my people.  Thanks to all of you who are my people.  You mean a lot to me!