Oh Blogland...Sometimes I fear we're to be nothing more than two ships passing in the night...but then I remember how much of my time I spend on everyone else's blog. However I'm pretty sure my sister threatened physical violence if I stop blogging since...well..since I'm taking my wee family and running off to Germany for a few years. So here I'm with my humus and my crackers that inexplicably make the entire room smell like egg rolls ready to chatter on.
Today is a good day to start blogging again I think. The gut wrenching fear has started to subside. Don't get me wrong I'm very excited to travel but three years seems so long and I have to sell 98% of my pretties. I severely love my things...I know you're not supposed to be so material and if you are you are never supposed to admit it but I've always loved to surround myself with lovely things. But lucky for me I have a fantastic dad who spent some time in Germany. He was so animated while spinning tales of hydroplaning on frogs and he had the most amazing photos, his attitude was truly contagious. I think tomorrow will be a good day for a yard sale...
