I moved.

I’m tempted to let this post be then entirety of my thoughts on the subject.

I moved. The end. 

BUT… it’s been good. It’s tough to move houses and even tougher to move when it is a facet of starting your life over. To say that I had a mental block on packing is an understatement akin to saying, “Yeah, it’s a little warm in Oklahoma in August.”

I had several kick-ass friends come help me, though. Shelley, Glynis, Sara, Lindsay, Ryan and Rachael all helped me pack. If it wasn’t for the guilt of them giving me their time and resources, I would still be in the ghost house wishing for a fairy to save me. I got more than one fairy….the gratitude overwhelms me. Every day. 

Monday morning, after I went for my “run”, had a shower and breakfast, two enormously strong men arrived at my doorstep with a big truck. After a few hours the truck was half full and the tall one strutted past me with my entire queen-sized mattress on his shoulder like it was a scarf and I decided to marry him. For a minute. 

Oh. Hell. Yes.

Now, I’m in the new house. The walls are freshly painted and the floors are freshly redone. The whole craftstman-style house is nearing 100 years old but is glorious and has that new-house smell. So much smell than I will be sleeping with two air purifiers in my bedroom tonight. This is above my mantel, as it has been at my last two homes. 

"Getting lost will help you find yourself." @holstee #manifestoThis is not the path I chose. Not by a long shot. But damn it all to hell if I’m not going to make it shine. Onward and upward, beotches**. 


**Seriously unrelated: Please visit any and all websites (including your personal Twitter accounts) through this: www.gizoogle.net. Thanks fo’ tha headz up, Matt.


From the archives: Tanner Turns 3!

Pulled from the archives of a previous blog. Originally published April 14, 2008.

He turned 3. He could not have been more excited if Santa Claus traveled straight from the north pole, riding Thomas the Train, carting the cast of Disney’s Cars. He was a happy, happy birthday boy.

A few pics from his party

This was my favorite face from the day:

And this one of him looking at his best friend:

I caught almost all of his best “faces” on camera for the first time.

donut faces

I’ll add more from the party on the bottom of this post…. sometime this week before I leave. It will be a good one to leave up here while I’m gone. 🙂

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