Thursday, April 21, 2011
A House really is a Home!
Today we get the keys to our new home, Oh wow I cant even find or use the words to express the sense of relief, satisfaction and contentment that I am finding. We have a future. Im 30 years old and Ive made it, Im not living in a dingy apartment working in a half assed restuarant in PG. I am free, life is working out so well. Never say Never cause things have away of surprising you, considered me surprised!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Moving
It has been 6 years since the last time we moved. And 6 years ago it wasnt a choice it was a need, we needed to get out of the city, we needed to make some changes, and we needed a whole new life. Misson complete. I was a chef, I am now fully emersed in the floral world. Travis was in retail, he is now need deep in earth. Life has many surprises, and nothing was more surprising than us now moving on the next frontieer, moving in to a house. The word "Children" has now become part our vocabulary, as has gardening, mowing the lawns, cleaning the windows, planting the tomatoes, weeding the raspberries and cleaning out the garage. Im 30 this year, and I guess this is what growing up and getting older equates too, but more than everything it seems logical and it just feels right. For the first time in my life moving is the best thing that could happen, and is making my life a brand new wonderful place full of future and hope. I was scared for 30, its such a commitment, but so is sharing your life with some one, and thats been amazing thus far. So for those who may end up 30 one day, fear not, its the best of time, it the most exciting of times, embrace this! Enjoy this! Run with this. To be clear, its what I say to my self to make sure I believe it!
Thursdays Coffee
"Blacker than an Ethiopians backside" Coffee is the best thing in the world I have decided! So dark and flavorfull creamy and sweet, wakes me up. Its truly become the best part of my day, I now understand the life force behind my Grandfathers exsistance. It wasnt his wife, certainlly not us kids, it was the sweet warm black bean juice. Thank you to whomever decided grinding and boiling down funny little beans would be a staple, a real day to day delight.
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