Two Confessions

Confession #1:
I just finished eating a chocolate cupcake with buttercream frosting and a Hershey with almonds bar for breakfast. Wash it all down with a Diet Coke, and you have the "Breakfast of Champions"! What a slug... and I have the nerve to complain about my weight? Go figure!
Confession #2:
I am having a nervous breakdown. How sad is it that in only my second post ever, I am going to whine and complain about something? Anyway, my life is totally upside down right now, and I am afraid things are going to get worse before they get better. I have tried really hard to be an optomist through this crisis (which is not my normal mind-set), but I have to be realistic. My husband's job is in serious jeopardy, and I do not know what is going to happen with our home, lives or future. Every day he goes into work and gets more bad news. It is such a long and involved story leading up to this situation, that the thought of posting it all is exhausting. In a nutshell, we gave up our beautiful home in San Diego, to move out here (this town and lake used to be our vacation spot)to work with a good friend who was moving his business. We got all kinds of promises, but most importantly, the work would be much easier for my husband who has a disabled foot/ankle. No standing, just office work in the air-conditioning, and be "be brought into the business". We've been here 4 years and he has been working on his feet in the shop where it is boiling hot in the summer and freezing in the winter. This 'friend' said 2 weeks ago that if he didn't get his foot fixed, they would cut his pay in half or fire him...that he wasn't being productive enough. Just a side-note, he works with guys half his age who are in normal physical condition. This friend has known us for almost 20 years and we really thought he was being sincere in wanting to help hubby and give us the opportunity to have a really great life here. We had a lot in S.D. but hubby was working hard and it seemed like a real blessing to have things be easier on him. We were really had. There is a lot more to the story, believe me. I might post bits and pieces as it goes. Anyway, the company went to 4 10-hour days recently, but some of the guys have been working on Fridays, and when hubby asks to work too, they say no. Problem is, we aren't making enough money to get by. Things could be worse, and they sure are for many people, I pray for them every night...but gee whiz, this is really getting me down.
I do have a happy thing though, I got my very first comment, and I am so excited! Thanks Harmony!

OK, so it's not a giant step for mankind...

Tap,tap, is this thing working? (cue feedback...screeeeeeeee!!!)
Oh! Well hello. This is a very big day for me. After months of lurking around others' blogs and occasionally saying hello to my faves, I have decided to blast myself off into the blogosphere. I have a feeling, much like the first manned mission to the moon, that it will be filled with anxiety and near-fatal (kidding!) errors. Unlike that first trip to Mr. Moon, my launch will be met with much less fanfare. In fact, no one may know about it at all! That's ok though, this is going to be fun and theraputic for me... and if anyone else wants to take the ride, great! Hop on board...let's go!