tap tap. Is this thing on?
When life is monotonous, I have little to write about on here. When life is crazy, I have no time to write. What a conundrum.
I don’t even know what conundrum means, but deep down, I feel it fits well in the above sentence.
This sign has been hanging in our entryway since May 6th, the evening that, you guessed it, Bud and AUBS! came home from school. Note that Magoo and I created this sign. We started by outlining all the letters, then with her massive artistic talent Magoo began filling in the letters with different shapes and colors. I had started to tape the sign together when suddenly Bud and AUBS! pulled up too soon. Examine the sign, and you can see they pulled up specifically between the filling in of the ‘R’ in Aubrie’s name and the ‘I’ as noted by the “detailed” coloring job Magoo pulled off for the last three letters of the sign.
Also note via the red arrows on the sign that over the next few weeks following the original usage of the sign, many others would return home, and their names would be added to the sign. This is a good indicator as to why I’ve not blogged.
Lately in our household, there’s been kids coming and going, oral surgery, job interviews, starting of new employment, 75 graduations and associated parties, at least two birthday parties (surprise! sort of), endless meals, a DOG WEDDING, a family vacation to far and exotic lands, reconnecting with family & friends from across the country, and a few massively wonderful naps thrown in.
I may have taken a picture or two, or six thousand. I’ll attempt to post a few here and there over the next few weeks.
In all seriousness, these last three weeks have been some of the richest this family has ever experienced. The best moment of all, you ask? Possibly when my lovely niece, The White Rose, taught me two new expressions whose meaning conveys essentially “I understand you.” Expression #1) “I smell what you’re stepping in.” Expression #2) “I pick up what you’re throwing down.”
Excitedly, I subsequently announced in front of MAGOO “I’m picking up what you’re stepping in.”
Then, she fell into convulsions on the floor and has been in a glassy-eyed coma ever since.
Rich, rich times, I tell you.





