I got a new puppy too.

Her name is S'midgeon and she's a mini-weiner dawg.

(you gotta say it wei-ner-dah-wg...all drawn out...like she is)

The Wookie lets her sleep with us. Just what I needed. Another furball in bed!

I quit coloring my hair this time last year.

I only have a few sparklies, tho. Apparently, I cashed in on my mom's no-grey till I'm 60ish hair genetics.

(Hey, Nikko!!)

Kimmy, you might be surprised at how little the kids ask about VD and how little they miss her. I remember when my stepbrother used to have to go visit his bio-mom. He would cry and beg not to have to go, but my Mom and step-dad had to send him because it was court ordered. The bio-mom gave up on the visits eventually. Then, one year, she sent him birthday presents and they were TOTALLY age-inappropriate. Like, he was eight and the toys were for a three year old. It was embarrassing.

Mom told him who they were from (she signed the card "Love Mommy") and my step-bro yelled "I don't remember her! I don't remember her face! I don't remember her whole body!"

It was SO sad, because you could tell by the forcefulness of his comments that he DID remember, at least a little bit. And it wasn't good.

So, just be glad VD's out of your lives for a bit and really don't worry too much about the kids. They might not be very upset at all. They HAVE a family. They KNOW they're loved.