Wacked Out and Wired

It's Christmas break, and all is well -- I've had a great dose of family and frivolity, as well as a nice bit of laziness. I'm, therefore, reticent to blog much -- it takes angst to blog well, and my life is free of angst at the moment.

Well, there is one thing. My game, My Heroes Ability (MHA), on facebook is near death. Ever since my wedding, you can't even get onto play. We've raised a ruckus -- signing petitions and writing to Zynga (the evil company who bought the game and killed it) and so far, we've gotten platitudes back. Yes, we will try to fix the game -- no, you are not forgotten, and blah blah blah. Yesterday we got a popup saying it is being worked on, but this morning, I can't even get on to the game to check my wall for notes from my friends from around the world.

Before you go thinking it's all silly, let me tell you a story about my MHA friend Omar from the United Kingdom. On the Saturday before Christmas, Omar (O, the healer) instant messaged me on facebook and told me that his four-year old son was in isolation in the hospital with meningitis. He just woke up all loopy, and Omar rushed him to the hospital. Now, a week and a half later, his son is in a sleep-induced coma and still in isolation, having troubles breathing on his own. Talk about an eye opener...and Omar was reaching out to me because I also have children. He is all alone, as his wife left them when the baby was small.

THAT is the kind of relationships I've formed on that silly game. And Omar has helped me to appreciate what I have this holiday season.

Back to RL (real life). I'm content. Life is good. My hubby loves me, and that's all I can ask for. My children are busy and vibrant and healthy as we head into the new year, and we shall enjoy our traditional fondue New Year's Eve party -- minus Son #1 who has plans with friends. Son #1 is my only angst, really, as I never get to fucking see him. It's not his fault, really -- he is just enjoying his own life and I'm glad he has good friends to bring in the new year.

Oh, by the way, the 2008 yearbooks arrived right before the holiday break. They are beautiful, and aside from a few complaints, I think we did a smash up job. We had to distribute them in a different way, which caused me stress, but it worked out okay. Ranae and Kiwi are to be commended for working their asses off for this book -- thank god for dedicated kids who have a common mission.

So, guess the coffee has kicked in, and I feel wacky and wired this morning. Now I just need a new photoshopping project or something to keep this hyper-active brain calm. Maybe I'll start to read that Twilight book i've had for months, or maybe I'll clean up the upstairs office. Or maybe I'll just sit here and clickety clackety all day.

I have options, and I have time. This feeling is truly glorious....think I'll just sit back and enjoy for a second before life starts happening again.