Christmas in a nut shell

Shout out to my family for all coming together this year in Michigan. It doesn't happen too often any more. I feel like it was fateful with my pods impending move to the west coast. Visits with my brother feel so far between anymore. We both have our own families and busyness or business in his case.

2,000+ miles of road was totally worth it on Christmas day to see the boys eyes light up. My son Phelan is 14 months and my brothers boy Brayden is 2 years older to the month (Brayen is 3 y'all). Our collective Christmas was gorgeous. The tree was decked out and so were the boys in the adorable hats my sister in law made

Our family dog managed to ruin Brayden's new toy before he even had a chance to. Pieces of Phelan's sandwich making toy are lost under furniture till spring cleaning. No one tipped backwards in a lazy boy. I ruined the pajama party. Michael, my husband received Skyrim from his secret Santa, luckily I won't have to listen to him whine about how expensive it is, unluckily he is glued to it. Smokin' hot was found! Blaise and I were gifted pieces of the past. Everyone was merry and bright.

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OH MY WORD

Visiting with Baba in New York. The sad part about Christmas is that you can't be in two places at once. Being a military family we are challenged by this often. It felt wrong leaving my husbands families house 3 days before the Holiday. It sure was nice to have a good visit with them. Seattle and Corning are pretty much on the opposite side of the continental US:( This was a bitter sweet visit.

"Life was meant to be lived, not filled with fearful navel-gazing"

Those are the words of my pal Allie. I'm sure she will come up again. She used to feed me meat and potatoes, now she gives me hearty bits like this to chew on. So 2012, why did I have to wait for you to get back on the cosmic carnival ride? What it all boils down to is that 2012 has promised me many things. A move out west, a road trip or two, a new home town, new babies (friends, not mine), new jobs, interest, pursuits, the list goes on and on. I am a hopeful positive thinker. It gets me through the night no mater how creative the stretch:) I believe my own bull shit! So, the goal now is to write to you out there in space and tell you all about my trip. I vow not only to write about the joys but the messes so you can see that I too have been there wiped that. I want to show you what it all looks like from my center of reality:) Also this may be a better venue for my family who want to know everything but can't be bothered by facebook. Namaste