Well, imagine seeing YOU here!

Hello again, Internet! It has been over four years since you and I met this way, if you can believe that. And what's more unbelievable is how eerily similar now is to then! Here's the skinny (Kidding! Skinny? Please!):

I've followed a number of blogs written by moms of younger children and now that The Boys are no longer younger, I've found a dearth of blogs that describe how it feels to be a mom of kids of a certain age. Now, I completely understand that teens need anonymity about their doings (as do I sometimes), but I hope that with this resurrection of sorts, other moms of teens or just moms of olders will chime in. I feel so weird telling a mom of a 3-year-old about my experience, wonderful as it was, because I'm sure I sound like, "Back in my day..." with a crotchety old voice and everything.

I also feel like I'm moving into a different phase of my life, with The Older Boy going off to college (wah!) and The Younger Boy going into high school (bigger wah!). I decided while at the beach in July that I would try, really TRY, to improve my outlook on things and be more positive, which is NOT my natural habitat. When I reactivated this blog, I looked over the old entries and some of them were very funny; but I noticed that there was too much complaining about EVERYTHING and so I wiped the slate clean, which hurt a little because some of them really were that funny.

So, here we are. Question One: Am I dead inside because I did not cry at the last "Harry Potter" movie? Or "Toy Story 3"? One of The Younger One's friends has declared me soulless, Discuss.