Good To Be Back

Hello??? Anybody still out there??? It's been a long break, and I feel like we have so much to talk about. I think I'll hit the major things that have happened in the last month...as briefly as my wordy self will allow.

My little family:
Jeremiah is on a (what we thought was going to be easy but instead has been) hard rotation right now. That has left me with an over-abundance of time with the little chicken wings...who've been acting like two rotten creatures from the deep, to put it mildly. Pace is going through some type of "fear of abandonment" a lot later than I thought it was supposed to happen. In all seriousness, she will not tolerate being in a different room than me and has started waking up multiple times at night scared. Lovely.

Then, there is Mary Aplin. Oh my word! I think she is frustrated because she can't communicate (as in say words), even though she has caught on that WORDS are how you get things done in this world. So, in frustration, she pitches fits about E V E R Y T H I N G!!!

Don't y'all want to come over??? :) Have Pace hang out and hold onto one leg while Mary Aplin pitches a fit by the other. Tell me it's just a phase, and that this too shall pass. Even if you don't believe it, tell me anyway, cause I am going BANANAS.

My big family:
Caroline (my sister) got engaged to Riley Blair!!!! He flew her to JH Ranch (in California) where they met, and got down on one knee. I love that guy, and there's something about adding a brother, in a family stocked full of estrogen, that is an exciting breath of fresh air. Let the planning begin!

The Running: I ran 20 miles on Saturday morning. TWENTY!!!!! Jeremiah asked me if anything was hurting on my body. The answer is, "Everything. Is that abnormal?" Everybody told me running a marathon was mental. SOOO mental. And it is. But I'd like to add that it is PHYSICAL as well. Somewhere around mile 17, every time, my body starts to shut down and I want to cry. I feel like my legs are made out of jello and it sort of amazes me to look down and see that they are still, not only holding me up, but moving. I seriously don't know how I am going to run six more miles. I am scared.

The Flossy Finch:

There has been some exciting stuff happening with my little business. I can't go into all the details, but check out my etsy, cause I've added some new items, like this:

something for fall, like this:

and wouldn't you love to get a onesie all packaged up in a little bird's nest like this: :) The Camera:I spent some money and bought a good camera. It feels like Christmas as a kid, when you get that toy you've been dreaming of for so long. You keep looking at it lovingly and thinking, "You're mine. ALL mine!" Jeremiah and I had been talking about it forever, but he just kept saying, "I think you're right, but let's go look at them together and decide." I saw that the likelihood of him being off work during normal business hours AND willing to spend the time shopping--was slim to none. So I just went, on a random Wednesday morning, and bought the one I'd been drooling over. I made sure I could bring it back (if Jeremiah had an aneurysm), but I did it. It was sort of surreal.

That night (around 10) when Jeremiah got home, I showed him what I'd done. He was excited at first, looking at the cool pictures I'd made, and listening to me spout off (like a used-car salesman) all the reasons I'd decided on this one in particular. I thought it was over. The conversation had wound down...when he looked over at me curiously and said, "How much did you say it cost, again?" I answered. Truthfully. And I watched his face drop in a way that I had never seen it drop before. "On a camera??!!! You really think it's justified for US to spend THAT on a CAMERA at this stage of life?" My face burned bright red, and I told him I'd just take it back...although we went to sleep with me still rattling off all my very good reasons. It took a day or two, but he told me to keep it :)... EEEEeeeee!!!!