3 more days...

Ok, sorry, I know you all must think I fell off the face of the earth, but I am still alive and well and kickin' it out here in Indiana. I've had a lot goin' on lately and I haven't had much time to sit down, let alone feel clever enough to write anything.
Before I get into all that, let me just say that I have officially become the coolest mom in the world! We were one of the millions to be fortunate enough to get the free Ozzfest tickets this year and since Ozzy is getting old and who knows how many more years he'll be around or at least able to tour, I am letting Drama Queen skip the first day of school to go with us. Yeah, it's supposed to be pretty warm that day and there are going to be thousands of people there and all that crap, but I totally think it will be worth it to have the chance to see Ozzy live. We may not get another chance. And how many 13 year olds can say that their mom was cool enough to let them go, not to mention letting them skip school to do it?!?!
Also, one of the local radio stations has been promoting this newly-formed-from-old-no-longer-together-bands called HellYeah. Made up of former members of Mudvayne, Nothingface, and Pantera, these guys KICK ASS. Very good music, please enjoy and thank me later.
OK, so now for the life update...I moved, ya'll knew that. I got married, ya'll knew that too. My parents had a reception for us in May and the week after that I spent in the children's intensive care unit of Lutheran Hospital from Monday through Friday. Oh boy was that fun and exciting. Drama Queen was very very sick...turns out she has this extremely rare blood disorder called Evans Syndrome that doesn't have a cure, only different courses of treatment, and could possibly turn into something worse, like lupus. Now, let me tell you how traumatic this has been for us...I go from having a daughter that has always been very healthy, only sees the doctor for routine check-ups and the worst thing she has ever had was the chicken pox, to having a daughter that has a rare, potentially lethal blood disorder and has to have her blood tested weekly. Whoa. Talk about life-altering. On top of all that, I went and got myself knocked up, but, most likely because of all the stress I was enduring, I lost the baby on July 5th. Save the "I'm so sorrys"...It doesn't really help. I appreciate the fact that you may want to say something nice to convey your sympathy, but it really doesn't make me feel better, so thank you anyways. What makes it harder is that my one of my nearest and dearest friends is having a baby next month and another of my nearest and dearest friends is having twins and she is due about the same time I would have been. I'm truly happy for both of them and I wish them only the best, but it's hard to be around them and talk to them, considering all they want to talk about is the babies on the way, which is exactly how it should be for them.
So, there ya have it. That's where I've been. Oh, and I got transferred in my job too. Finally got to come home.