Well, it’s not quite 11:30 p.m. and it feels like 2 in the morning. I’ve quit painting the kitchen for tonight; have to remember; “baby steps”, and I shall continue another night. There isn’t really a whole lot on the list of tasks we need to do to get our house ready to sell, but…
Read MoreA really good show
Last night I went up to Columbus to catch Matt Kearney and Mute Math show at the Little Brothers (trash) club — with Andy, Nate and Ryan (from church). After chugging a pint of Nut Brown, we sat down along the wall/shelf/seat (?) and waited for the show to start. Ryan and I went up…
Read MoreThis might take awhile
House hunting has already proved to be frustratingly longwinded. Email after email. But thank God for the internet — and the means to “see” houses without wasting afternoons walking through and driving around all of Cincinnati. So far, no luck. Armstrong Circus has a Flesch Reading Ease of 83.27 – yeah, that’s right. We’re cool…
Read MoreSneezing, wheezing mess of confusion
It’s always lovely to wake up and gaze out the window at a van that is covered in an orange/yellow dust of pollen. “AACHOOOO!!!!” Ugh. I’m so stuffed up and itchy and sneezy. We’ve started to look at houses. Sad and exciting. Happening much quicker than I anticipated. Our realtor, Tony Jenkins, is great. He…
Read MorePassing Afternoon
I\’ve been listening to this somber, quiet song. The lyrics are beautiful poetry. Not often have I been so impressed with the phrasing and structure of lyrics as with Iron & Wine. There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon And she chose a…
Read MoreSewing and Reaping
As Paul hunkered down and worked his butt off, putting up two more sections of fence, I planted my first tomatoes with the assistance of Elliott and Abigail. We were outside a good portion of the day, using our hands in various ways. I sure hope we get some beautiful tomatoes come June. I think…
Read MoreSomething tastes funny
Having a cold certainly dulls the senses. Yesterday I enjoyed two, full helpings of coffee in my travel mug. Throughout the day I there was a rather repugnant flavor in my mouth – as if a donkey had decided to use my mouth as its toilet. So I brushed my teeth. Several times. The donkey…
Read MoreBirthday Pictures on the way
I promise to have the birthday pictures up shortly. Been a crazy, tiring week, and yet I feel like nothing has gotten done at all. I hate that feeling. How does one go about finding someone — for free? If that\’s possible. I doubt it is. I’ve been wondering where my old college roommate is….
Read MoreSometimes there are few words
Since the weekend marathon of the birthday celebration it feels as if everything has become weighed down. House hunting. Illnesses. Stuffy noses. Late night terrors. Restless sleep. Spring cleaning and chores and home maintenance and keeping up appearances I suppose. Not stressful, not fun, but just there. I don’t have much to say. Our story…
Read MoreThe Party Is Over And Now it’s Time to Rest
There are 18 purple and pink balloons, silently hugging the ceiling, strings hanging down around me, as I type this. Earlier today, there were 5 laughing and screaming girls hopping and spinning through the balloon strings playing various unicorn-themed games. All is quiet now, and I’m about to turn in. Abigail seemed to have a…
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