I'm nothing interesting lately.

Sorry about that. Are you wondering about my weekly weigh-ins? Me too. Sorry about that too. I'm busy with things like mourning the upcoming traumaticness of my bestie neighbor moving. I'll cry if you bring it up. Moving up and on is consuming up every last piece of brain I have left. All the while I know that these things are life and that they come with growing older and that I'll survive. And I have the rest of my life to live in a big house but only a short time to see my children little. That brings things into perspective slightly. That I'll be 30 this year and that's kind of a big deal. That I'm busy preparing for another long long run and that excites me alot. That I'm loved beyond belief by a man that can't take his eyes off me. And surrounded by children that are the funniest people I'll ever meet. Really...Ry called 911 today. Nothing happened. No one came. But a lesson learned for sure. fffeeeewwww. That I'm giddy and calm at the same time waiting for my call from dearest Ashlee to be at her birth. That my garden is out of control with an aggressive pumpkin patch. That all I hear right now is the sound of the my tiny house. Lovin' it all.