blather

I mean blabber but I like the sound of blather. Like I am going to lather you with my blabber. Last week I said "craptastic" about the McD's incident & Lindsay said she was going to steal it. I said I would trade her for "jerkstore", she says that sometimes. She then told me that she has been writing down my frequently used sayings. Uh, maybe someone should watch her tongue closer. Lindsay is convinced I am the ultimate cool big sis, I love it & she assures me it is nothing I could ever screw up. Phew! I am so flattered that she would put so much stock in what I have to say. I am so grateful you, even now, would be reading this.

Also, in meaningless drivel, I got my first ever facial. My face does not look any different but man, oh man! It feels as soft & smooth as a baby's behind. I likey.

We managed a yard sale & a couple trips to the consignment stores this weekend. The big move is in full throttle! Made about $200 in about 5 hours which is a lot more than my day job :D

It is happening, I mean it is really in motion now. Matt has some job opportunities & the Easter trip is coming together quite nicely. I keep staring out the window in the car thinking, what will this feel like in Seattle. The same drive to Costco with the kids, just not the same Costco. The afternoons at the dollar theater, but a new, unexplored theater. We are crammin' it in now. Every weekend a chance to savor the life we have built here. Yet, I know it is not an end, it is a beginning. A Gaelic proverb says, "Time is a good story-teller." Once again, let us be good characters.