We'll Meet You at the Ren Faire

Well, we won't because it already happened. But now you know where we were this past weekend. We're both sunburned (my lines a little more creative than Best Guy's considering my costuming), but overall we had a great time.

This year, our regular drummer got called away on family business so Best Guy was kind enough to allow me to rope him in to playing. Of course, he had no experience with Middle Eastern rhythms, but why allow that to stop you? By all accounts, he nailed it. And it was wonderful having him with us all two days.

And now... some highlights.  Because our normal photographer/videographer was playing the drums this time, we had to rely on the kindness of strangers, so to speak. I can't seem to figure out how to get these videos to play here, but if you click on the links they will take you directly to the videos on the relevant home pages.…

No More Apologies

Well, except when I do something wrong, of course. Then, once I get over the indignity of being told I am not the 100% perfect creature I am in my own mind, I will apologize.

What I am done apologizing for is my unique idiosyncrasies that make up my personality. All those quirks that put me just outside societal norms and dictates? Yeah. I'm owning them. They're me. And let's face it, I've made to 43 with the vast majority of these things, so they're not something I can just "work on" and will into complacency. They are who I am. I like who I am.

So no more apologies.

I like to swear. I'll try not to do it 'round your kids but I can't promise anything. Look at it this way: at least they're learning from a Master.

I am a planner. I have a clear understanding each morning of how my day is going to go. I can't guarantee how flexible I can be on any given day; it depends on how much I am cramming into it. So, if you try to change my daily …

Project 251: Anniversary Edition

Sunday was our first wedding anniversary. One year already! We're such an old married couple though that it feels like we've been together a lot longer. Married one year, together two and a half. That's "it". Yet somehow, it feels like we've always been together.

Say it all together now: D'awwwwwwwwwwwww!

Sunday turned out to be an absolutely stunning day so we decided to 251 it. We did things a little differently this time around; we had some kind of plan of places we wanted to hit and things we wanted to see. We made sure to stop more often and get out of the car. It worked really well! Especially now that we're having to drive longer and longer distances just to get to the towns. I know Toby appreciates it.

So, without further ado, I present to you Project 251: Our First Anniversary. PS, this is a photo-heavy post, so it may take a little to load.

Since we stopped so often, we also had a lot of other pictures. Not necessarily "official" 2…

Woof Woof, I Say

A few weeks ago, Best Guy and I were out and about of a day and we happened to drive by the Humane Society. I looked at him and said "I want to go in and adopt all the doggies."
That's when I knew I was beyond a doubt a dog person.
Historically speaking, I've always been a cat person. Although, to be fair for most of my adult life I didn't have any kind of pet at all. Between traveling for work or apartment restrictions or lack of funds, I never had a furry companion of my own. But growing up, we were definitely cat people. We tried having a dog when I was very little and it failed miserably. The little kitten who found us, however, was a keeper. We had her for 18 years. Actually, more I think. 
So imagine my surprise that, on any given day you can hear me saying "I wish we could adopt another dog. If only Toby would let us" or "Next time we're getting a puppy. A beagle puppy. Better yet, a bonded pair of beagle puppies." 
I. Have. Lost. M…

The Birthday Blues

My birthday is on Thursday. I will be (thumblmuffle) years old.

But seriously, I will be 43. I'm not ashamed of that or of getting older. It's a little disconcerting that I can remember my parents being this same age, but hey. I least I had them around so I have those memories.

I've noticed that I always get sad around my birthday. I think it's been happening for a lot of my life, but I've really only noticed it in the past few years. I'm not sure why that is. I've never had any traumatic birthday party experiences: no creepy clowns, no parties where no one showed up, no scary relatives insisting on smooches and cheek pinches.  All my birthdays have been blissfully clown-free, attended party, creepy relative-free affairs.

I've also gotten to the point where I prefer to spend my birthdays in solitude. Don't get me wrong; if you wanna gimme a present or take me out to dinner I'm allllll about that. But really? I just want to spend the day doing wh…

Close Enough!

Yesterday we called it: the Woo Room is officially done. Enough. It's done enough.

I put up a big fuss last week about desperately needing it back, so even though my wrist wasn't 100% I went ahead with the painting anyway. We nearly ran out of paint, and Best Guy needed to come in and finish the touch ups because I had some kind of weird break-down of combined exhaustion and stress. Painting almost made me cry. But then, I hear that's not uncommon.

Anyhoo, BG finished the touch-ups and cleaned the floor while I was at work on Saturday, and moved the larger pieces back in. On Sunday before work, I put the room to rights. Ahhhhhhh. So much better!

As you will see, there are still a couple of blank walls that need something on them, but that will come with time. For now, it's done enough for me to finally have a space to do some yoga again, which my body has been crying out for.

Now that the inside is done (excluding the basement which is another beast altogether that we&…

Ever Gratitude

Today is May 1st.

May is a big month for me. My birthday is in it, and so is my anniversary.

April was one hell of a month this year. We started it off with a vacation that we waited about two weeks too long to take. One that started off with a travel nightmare so large renting a car and just driving home was a legit consideration. One that included our basement flooding. The vacation itself was incredible and we were both thankful that we were able to enjoy it.

April also saw most of our house in various stages of discombobulation thanks to the renovation of the kitchen, the Woo Room, and the aforementioned water incursion.

With the incursion, renovation, vacation, and unforeseen car repair expenses, April also saw us saying good-bye to a lot of money.

So now it is May. We usher in the month with rain here. Thunder this morning, which is pretty rare for Vermont generally, and May specifically. We're both working our buns off to building the checking account back up. Renovations a…