Out with the old
2010 was kinda shitty and when it wasn’t shitty, it was only a little good.
Like never really going the full distance.
Oatmeal without sugar.
I have some simple and some not so simple goals for the upcoming year. The biggest and most trackable being logging at least 1000 running miles. This goes nicely with my goal of staying sane and keeping the motivation headed in the right upward direction.
Bring it 2011.
Oh, and here’s a photo of Johnny Depp. What?
change in season
Photographer
Cloud nine
Excitement
Squeal!
Looks like the house is ours.
Barring any weird stuff that we’re not predicting, we should be moving in about two weeks.
I don’t know if it’s the fact that we’ll be headed to 4 acres of land and are talking about acquiring a farm animal or two but I’ve started reading the first Little House book with Rosemary last night. She sat through the first chapter and answered the questions I asked her afterwards without hesitation: “What was the name of their doggie again? and who was the oldest sister, I forget her name?”. Admittedly she was baited into this educational experience but this is also a very exciting time for us with the beginning of chapter books.
However, maybe the next book we choose I won’t have to skip over the butchering and draining of the blood from the livestock right before bed. Smooth one, mommy.
Well, well, well.
What have we here.
Call up the ironic police because looks like my dream of having a super fabulous home might be just around the corner after all. We’ve put an offer on a house and are close to getting all of the details hammered out with the seller. I’ll share photos after we shake on the deal, as to not upset the balance.
So very soon I’ll be working out the color scheme for it, as if I haven’t been obsessed over it for the last 5 days already. Right.
If this works out all happy happy, see you at the housewarming party.











