Hi. It’s been awhile. But I thought a good picture might make you love me.
|This, my friends, is called irony.
Look closely, don’t miss the caption under his name.
That’s a Sky magazine (i.e. I was on a jet plane.) Headed to San Diego with my very favorite husband and sons and mother. We spent a week in the San Diego area and then came back to a visit from my very, very favorite mother-in-law and sister and brother-in-law and nephews and niece. So it’s been a little quiet around here because I’ve had hardly two spare minutes to stick in my back pocket.
But that’s about to change. Because I’ve got some things to talk about. (Not really.) (Well, kind of.)
But first, a few pictures.
|This is the supreme goal of every airplane adventure.|
|As is this.|
|Which leaves Mama time for this.
Dog Anxiety = Solved.
|And this. Never again will I lack for in-home relaxation.|
|For $49.95 I’ll take scissors and hack my bangs to pieces for free, thank you.
Why commit? I’ll tell you why commit. $49.95, that’s why.
|Headed to the beach with my little lovies.|
|I’ll be on the floor dead of heart palpitations, please.|
We had an amazing time. Made me wonder why five years ago when we picked a place off the map to live, we chose cold, dreary Montana and not sunny, Garden of Eden-esque San Diego. But here we are. And happy we are. So content I’ll choose (most of the time). (Part of the time.) (Less time than I should.)
Matt picked some lettuce from our garden a couple of days ago and literally within a couple of hours of having been picked it sat on our counter limp and shriveling. I was shocked that it happened so quickly. It had just been vibrant and alive. How could it die so fast? In an ordinary moment it hit me – death comes quickly when we’re not connected to the Source of life.