Please enjoy my odd sense of humor. Here I go:)
Our annual Highlights letter. (I’ll most likely never remember writing another one in the feature, as I forgot to write one all these past years.)
I don’t know about you, but this year for us was the same as the rest of you- unless you’re on drugs, then who knows what year you’re living in. We’ve had ups, significantly when we climbed some trees to cut dead branches, and downs- lots of work in the dirt-. Still, we’ve made it out more muscular, with better lungs and a better attitude (when you’re close to falling from a tree, attitude, and perspective adjust quick, fast, and in a hurry, I tell you.)
We got one more goat, Frodo, formerly known as Diago, because we wanted to. We lost five chickens because life sucks sometimes.
One of us, and I won’t say who has a booming business; another one of us moved from that faraway land, Seattle, to Sequim. Another one of us began to work, most passionately, on a ferry boat between Canada and Port Angeles.
I’ve painted so much this year that I still dream of painting in my nightmares. I have pulled so many weeds from the garden that I don’t only dream about pulling weeds; my body sleepwalks me to the weeds left untouched, so I won’t slack even in my sleep.
We’ve had people come over for delicious meals I stressed over to make- not always- and we laughed, and laughed, and laughed, mostly. A few people I didn’t like came over, too, but I’m not planning to invite them again in the feature, so no worries, all is taken care of.
I found out I married a cowboy, not only an intelligent geek. He impressed me with his newly found talent in building stuff. It’s too bad for him. Now that I know his hidden talents, my to-do list has gotten ten times as long. But no joke, he’s good, and I’m good with that, except when he needs to spend money on the materials. I usually rethink my strategy. My loud mouth only went off 355 days this year. It’s a fantastic improvement from the past years. I must be happy.
Boy, have we had visitors this year from Europe, that faraway land I’m originally from? We had a bloody good time in every aspect except the kidney stone, which I seem to get every year, specifically in February. What’s that all about? Is Valentine’s kidney stone special? But I’m heating my bum this year like never before, so I won’t have to go through the kidney accumulation process like a hoarder. Fingers crossed for this upcoming February.
Well, not sure what else to tell you, so I’ll shut my trap here and wish you a Merry Christmas and a truly Happy New Year!
P.S. Ugh, that was a lot of typing! By! Carmen_
God Bless:)
Journey 