1. A House of Our Own: we put an offer on a house. Offer was accepted. Loan application well on its way. Closing date set.
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2. My cousin's send-off party is Saturday. He's going to join the ranks of the United States Marine Corps. Military service is common in our family, but hasn't come up in our generation. He's the first. My little cousin...well, not so little anymore. I don't think my brain can process this properly. He's old enough? Seriously?! It seems like just yesterday we were watching Barney together.
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Here he is with his sister in '96 or so. I'd show you a pic of him now, but he'd probably stop speaking to me if he knew I posted it on my blog. So, I'm using my favorite one of them as kids. Muhahahaha!
3. I had a very rare snowball of anxiety clobber me a couple weeks ago that I couldn't shake before bed (oddly, not related to either of the items mentioned above).
Lesstalkylessvommyplease
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I have this weird thing going on with a few of my toes. After ruling out poor shoe choice and bug bites, I turned to my trusty intarwebz to see what this could be. It left me with more questions than answers. ShankRabbit is convinced I have "the gout" (said in a very crotchety, old-man voice). Thanks for making me feel SO much younger, dear husband.
I'm convinced my second toes are protesting any and all shoes. They are the longest of the bunch - why do they have to be scrunched while the other toes get ample space to move around? Equal rights for ALL TOES!
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Wow. I started this post talking about my moments of crazy and end with anthropomorphizing my toes.
This would be a good place to stop before any more crazy comes out.
(Let's hope the next month brings better topics of discussion)
6 comments:
AH, it has been too long since we visited, (sowwee)...and yup, we missd ya...you never cease to crack us up!
Cheers!
Sorry the thoughts in your head are making you barfy. No idea about your toes. My one heel is all screwed up and somehow feels better when I don't wear flats. I'm sure my podiatrist wouldn't berate me at all about that.
So excited about the house-buying though! I remember how spazzy I was when we bought ours but it's been really great. I'm sure it will be for you as well.
House buying YEAH! Not so little guy in the Marines? Lots of love to him and the rest of you (my daddy and husband were both in the Marines). Those toes? EWWWWWWWWW. Podiatry appointment anyone?
Also? I'm so glad I can comment again. For some reason I haven't been able to lately!
@ BellaDaddy: Welcome back! I'm terrible at commenting, but do know that I read every one of your blog posts (through Reader). Gotta keep up on one of my favorite families. :)
@ Call Me Cate: Meh...those thoughts are nothing a strong margarita can't handle (kidding. sort of).
I think I'll get extra spazzy as we get closer to the closing date. Stand by for crazy tweets / blog posts.
@ M: Thanks! His mom is a little stressed from what I hear, but doing well (her late husband, dad and two of her brothers were in the military).
Yay for being able to comment again!
Okay, I know things are stressful and all, but this was a totally hilarious post. Thanks.
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