The week was Bitterswet

    I had hoped to start the new year on a better note. I wanted to start my blog with the story of how I got here. I wanted to start by telling the story of the past year. It will have to wait. This year just started out weird. So I think I'll start there.

 

    The last week - the first week of 2013 - has been one of mixed emotions. It didn't turn out the way I thought it would. It didn't play out as I had hoped.

    My twins were supposed to be baptized Dec 30. That was how I was supposed to END the year. Seems mother nature had other plans, and gave us a good dumping of snow that day. So we postponed until January 6th. Fine. I can deal. I wasn't looking forward to it anyway. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I have my reservations about the catholic church.... but that's not what I'm here to write about.

 

    When the twins were about 2 months old. I got it into my head that I would make their Christening Gowns. They would have something nice to keep. I would be very proud of my accomplishment, and of the fact that I was able to give them something that thoughtful. It took me 4 months, and they still aren't done. They grew out of them 3 months ago. Oh well. I'll buy them new ones that fit. They were nice, they looked sweet in their little outfits.

    Although I wasn't looking forward to the days events, I was happy that I was able to share the celebration with friends and family. One very unexpected couple was able to share in the day as well. The couple that introduced my husband and I. Our best friends. It was great to see them, I was thrilled they could be here. Unfortunately, the reason for their visit was more somber. A death in the family. I had only met him a couple times. Seemed like a very kind hearted man. The funeral was heartwarming, the family seems in good spirits. If you are reading this - again, my condolences.

    And the bad news keeps on....

    Banjo. Our cute, annoying, faithful, energetic, weird, sweet, drooly, forever hungry - insert a plethora of adjectives here - dog. He was 10. I've known him for 7 of those years. He had cancer. Last week, he took his turn for the worse, and we did what no dog owner wants to do. We said goodbye. In the past I would never willingly admit that I even liked Banjo. He drove me nuts. Daily.
In all honesty, I loved the furry little guy. Even though I'll be vacuuming his fur for the next 5 years, even though he went bananas at me when I sneezed, and even though he had this horrible habit of eating baby socks. I still loved him. And this house is VERY strange without him.

That was the first week of my year. I hope the rest of the year goes better.

Fresh Start

I've been wanting to blog for a long time. I've either been too lazy, too busy, or just plain forgot. My friend Brianne and I were talking not all that long ago, and she mentioned that I should be blogging all my random thoughts on life and all involved.

She's right.

How else will I get all this nonsense out of my head. It's just up there rattling around, trying to escape. Most of the thoughts just don't come up in everyday conversation... and I would probably be committed if I randomly brought them up.

Now that my life seems to revolve around my twins, I find that I don't get much of a chance to do anything for myself. THIS is going to be that something. And I'm going to keep it up. Brianne - you are going to have to hold me to it.

 Hope you enjoy my ramblings!