Como Estes!

Hello friends. Life's crazy journeys have kept me from writing for quite some time. I do have to say the past 30 days have had quite the ups and downs (literally and figuratively.)

For those who I have spoken to recently...a couple of notes:

** I survived the 6 seater plane ride both days and can truly say I had two thoughts about the whole ordeal......(excuse my French) 1. Holy shit and 2. Holy shit that was cool. Since I am not a huge fan of flying, I was unsure if I needed to bring a helmet and full body gear or a vomit bag. I hyped up on Midol, Imodium, a large Dr. Pepper and a big ole maple covered cinnamon roll the first day. Shear exhaustion got me through the second day.

God has a funny way of taking your mind off of things - and just as soon as I got to the airport on day one, my top flew open. 3 of the buttons on my shirt just came undone! I was mortified to say the very least.....I was with some real dignitaries and didn't need this embarrassment. No one seemed to notice and I went on my way - just long enough for it to happen again. Two wardrobe malfunctions in 15 minutes?!?!? I thank God for this distraction....between my shirt and my intake of food and meds, I wasn't thinking about that flight anymore.

** Blaine and I have decided to stay in Jefferson City! Choosing between your current life and what your life could be is a decision that I don't wish upon anyone. The past month or two of thinking, analyzing, thinking some more, discussing and tearing up has been one heck of a roller coaster ride. After we realized what Tulsa spelled backwards, we knew it was not for us. (No...that was not our real deciding factor.) Our real deciding factors were many things: good jobs, a house we love but most importantly all of the awesome friends we have in our lives right now that has taken us 30 years to find. We love our family too, but Tulsa and Jeff City are the same distance apart from our family (and I should say too far, but that's another story.) So we are here to stay mid-Missouri.

** Ike has survived and is feeling like a champ. Ike is our 11 year old lab that was given a death sentence about a month ago. He has severe arthritis and developed kennel cough. After 3 vet visits, he was given 1 to 6 months to live - before we would be forced to put him down. After several days of 14 pills a day, Ike is down to 1 measly pill a day and is our little rock star dog. Sure - he acted loopy and drunk for two weeks. But now he is back to normal.

** Katie, my Yorkie, got to attend Take Your Dog To Work Day and was featured on the local news. Her bright pink and black blinged shirt was adorable. Although we didn't enter the contest, Katie and I won the Dog/Owner Look-a-Like Contest.....oh my...I will post pictures at another time.

That's my updates in a nutshell.

Happy 4th to all!!