It's not having what you want, it's wanting what you've got. -Sheryl Crow

I have a new boyfriend.

His name is Ben(ji) and he is four months old. Produced by one of my bff’s (oh … and her husband), he makes my heart melt everytime I see him.

Of course, a too new for photos addition to my friendamily arrived just a few days ago. That lil’ Amelia might give me some competition. I mean, really, what’s she got on me? (Besides being significantly closer in age and absolutely beautiful.)

I am addicted to my BlackBerry Pearl

After my cheap, generic, sucky, crappy, dumb phone was stolen I treated myself to a delicious, addictive, intoxicating and RED (is my favorite color) BlackBerry Pearl.

I haven’t even started to run this baby at full speed and I break into cold sweats if it’s not within grabbing distance.

It ain’t no joke when they call ’em a crackberry.

GOING BACK TO SCHOOL

I decided to go back to school to develop a portfolio to find my dream job.

I'm the "old" student taking college courses.

It was finally time to start working towards what I really want to be when I grow up. And, as of yesterday, I am on my first “winter break” in ten years.

Oddly enough, college buildings still smell the same.

Double oddly enough, I refer to the other people in my class as “the kids”.
(It’s oh so odd to be a grown-up.)

I'm building up my freelancing portfolio

2008 marks the first year I’ve really followed through on a resolution…ever. And this year, I vowed to take steps towards doing what I really loved for a living.

So, during this past year, I’ve taken on two side gigs freelancing, which — despite trying to juggle them while working full time — I absolutely L.O.V.E. I still have yet to perfect my time-management (hey, I’ve got a mortgage to pay…so my corporate salary is priority # 1 — boo!) but I can’t describe the pride I feel that I’ve actually made headway in an area that I really am passionate about. And I hope that 2009 is even better!

I am NOT able to jog the same distance.

Yes. I am a slacker. I haven’t seen the inside of my gym in approximately 6 months. In fact, I barely remember where my membership card is.

It’s time to dust off the old running shoes and get back on the tready!