With food and gas prices, our utility bills going up, and a full blown recession still on there is great need for the one thing essential to human survival…..a fabulous sense of humor.
As I write, my 3 month old cannot seem to stay asleep for more than 20 minutes….compounding her need for sleep today. Sometimes I wonder if a little howling from nearby isn’t necessary to help her sleep more deeply. Seeing as how I’ve tried all else – this would be the logical last option – short of flying in a grandmother or two to rock her whilst mother runs naked through the back pasture to recover her sanity.
With so many blogs out there, many which ramble on and on about this issue or that, I wonder why I feel the need to start this one. Even if it is never read (although I’m pretty sure my mother will read it, so we’ll have one follower at least.) it is in me to document life. I’ve done so ever since my mummy handed me my first journal at 13 years old. It was the most beautiful book I’d ever seen. Pressed herbs and flowers into the paper, opening up to beautiful, lined, blank pages. I still get that breathless excitement when I buy a new journal (which of course must be cool looking, mom set the standard high…you cannot write cool things in an un-cool book.)
So here we are, my wonderful hubby Chris, Liberty our 2 year old (who is every bit her name) and Vesper our newest baby girl, embarking on a fabulous journey (well, we hope it is fabulous). We know stories cannot be told forward, but must be lived first. We want to make our lives memorable and very un-normal. Although good stories are rarely fun to live while you are in them, we’re game for the journey.
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