When ever I see the birds fly it makes me dream of going on a journey. But with life comes choices and sacrifice and I can't just go on epic adventures or journeys whenever I feel like it. My new goal is to find adventure where I am, to be happy where my feet are.
Oh who am I kidding ever since Little O has joined our family EVERY DAY is laundry day.
I forgot how much laundry babies produce. It's not just her clothes, actually it's mostly my clothes, blankets, and burp cloths. It's because she 'urps' up on everything. Nothing is safe, especially unsuspecting Grandmas.
Well I guess I should go conquer the mountain of laundry. Wish me luck! Burp cloths are a rare commodity after a day and we must have our burp cloths.
Just yesterday it was 70 F. I was in my chacos and a short sleeved shirt. I walked to pick up my boy from school. It was beautiful and I remember thinking to myself, "This is probably what its like in Phoenix all winter long, I like this kind of winter."
Today I had to dig to find my snow shoes, my winter jacket, and my beanie hat. It has been snowing all day. Sure, it is nice NOW, because it's the "holiday season", but after Christmas the cold seems to stay to spite me.
Welcome winter, welcome back to Logan. I've never missed you.
Where have I been all summer? Well I have been home and at the pool and cooking (that is to be taken two ways, one it was SO hot this summer and two I was so very pregnant.) As far as actual cooking, yeah right. I didn't do that this summer. I am not one to relive most things so I will not be telling you all about my summer. Sorry.
So now its fall. And things are getting crazy and slower at the same time. I now have three kids to mother and a lot of other people's schedules to follow. I no longer have guilt about staying inside most the day and I think I can finally start writing this thing again.