Geez we're bad at blogging.
3 months. Where do you even start? How 'bout... "Christmas was good..." or "Happy New Year!" or something cute about Cupid and the love of your life...
Even St. Paddy's has passed us by. Oh well.
Hey that's my excuse–too many holidays to blog–and between buying presents, making resolutions, going on dates, and drinking Irish beer, I've just been way too busy.
Sure. Thats believeable.
Errr.... So here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna skip all that stuff. No recap, no 3 months worth of stories, wish you were here's, you missed this's, or anything. Just a here and now.
Summer and I are super-pumped about spring. Our first flowers bloomed in our planter in the front of our new house. They were daffodils (I think) and looked awesome. I'm sure if I have anything to do with it, all our plants will be dead by May.
Saturdays are quite a transition when Spring arrives. Spending winters on the slopes teaching snowboard lessons, I can now sleep in, drink coffee, and unfortunately, mow grass. The weekly (or bi-monthly perhaps) grass mowing is most definitely a new chore for yours truly, being that I haven't mowed for... well... about 3 years. But mowing I can do–used to mow golf courses back in the day–so I'm sure I won't kill the grass.
I know finances are tight for most all of us these days, and traveling is one of those "first thing
to go" type deals, but with Spring arriving, I'm wanting to hit up a sweet camping trip. You folks who are interested need to shoot us a message and we can get said sweet trip together "with all our faves" as Sum would say. Camping is cheap, and so is gas these days, so no excuses. Work it out.
And as we pass from Winter to Spring I'd like to leave you with this lovely parting shot...
5 comments:
Good to see you remembered you have a Blog. I'm glad you guys are doing good. Try setting a goal pasting once a week. Pick a day to post. While even you you do not post anything you should be read mine and you other friends Blogs.
your house looks so beautiful!
one question- are you sure the daffodils in your planter are even real? i seem to remember a story about you watering a fake orchid...so just checking.
we want to go camping!
Well they appeared from nowhere, so they are real and GREW there, or the plastic flower fairy dropped them off. :) - which i guess is possible.
You've been punk'd. Sucka.
Hello. Do you people still exist? 7 months!
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