See…as soon as I walked away from the computer I remember what I wanted to blog about in the first place!
I cut my hair last week. I’m waiting on my photographer husband to take a decent picture so I can post it. BUT I love it! (It does seem to be the time for hair cutting doesn’t it?)
And I caught up on my google reader. And a side note, since I’ve started using google reader I have to admit that I’ve commented less. Please don’t think less of me. I just have been super busy with the 3, yes 3, jobs I’ve been working lately and the bowling league (I LOVE bowling) that I don’t have time to go to everyone’s blog. But I’m reading you! I promise!
And I finally found wonderful wine goblets that didn’t cost $6 per glass and match my dishes! Now let’s hope that Noah likes them!
While I’m on the subject of Noah, if you’ve been reading me for awhile you know we’ve had our rocky moments. And I blogged about them. And then never went back and re-visited them. I’ve had several emails wondering what happened and what’s come about and really? The answer is nothing. I love him. He’s my husband. I don’t plan on ever getting a divorce unless he does something unforgivable (and yes, I have three or four things that fall under unforgivable). We’re working through things. My baby fever has subsided. I think when I went off birth control, things got a little nutty. But I’m happy to say that I am happier than I’ve ever been the whole 8 years I was on birth control. The mood swings have declined. I’m not breaking out like I was afraid I would. A couple negatives are: I got cramps for the first time in 8 years and LORDY I forgot what they were like! And I bloat more around that wonderful time of the month now. But the benefits WAY outweigh the negatives that were going on so…I’m a pretty happy camper on that front. Noah and I have had some serious talks about kids lately and about our lifestyle. We have a ton of debt, we just bought a house, and the future of our country’s economics aren’t looking so great for selling our house anytime in the near future. I’ve realize that I’m not ready to be a mommy, and that if we wait too long and I can’t ever be a mom, I will be OK. I don’t need to panic or rush. I fully believe in a higher power and I know that when the time is right, we will. Or we wont. And if we don’t, it wasn’t meant to be. We have recently decided though, that in the next couple of years we want to be foster parents. There are so many kids out there who need love and it feels like the right thing for us to do. So…we’re going to keep being married, keep loving each other, keep working on the house and our ever present pile of debt and….what happens is what happens. I am a SEVERE worrier and I’m trying (with the help of an occasional glass of wine) to let things go.