Lets play catch-up

Here is the skinny on Flea's blog. I've been on a little hiatus. I'll break it down nice and quick so we can move on to the good stuff. Past three years in a nutshell and in partialy correct order:

1. Shitty marriage imlpoded.
2. Divorce took forever.
3. Had job drama.
4. Met awesome new man. Nick. Did I mention the awesome bit?
5. Dropped my basket for a little while. Nick stuck around.
6. Nick asked me to marry him. Scary! And exciting! And I said yes!
7. Hilarity ensues.

So....

Here we are. I'm all a-flutter over the goodness of this man. He treats my children with love and kindness and treasures them as if they were his own. My daddy loves him. Hear that internet? Daddy thinks Nick hung the moon. I've gotten a job that I enjoy a fair amount of the time and my ex-es are on the tolerable side as of right now; although this fluxuates.

Right now, I'm not too bad.

What are you going to be for Halloween?

I'm going to be a witch. Just like every other day. But I'm going to wear a special hat.

Nate and Heidi are planning a truly fucked up Halloween spectacular. Zombie bride and groom.
That's right. brother and sister, bride and groom. I'm totally gonna let them.

I'm doing the make-up and costumes- I'm inspired from this Zombie Hotness:

Zombie Pin-Ups

Chloe is going to be a fairy/pixie/woodland princess. She's got little sparkle wings, and that's the whole point.

FYI: Today is Nate's birthday. He's 11. He weighed 11 pounds when he was born. At 11 in the morning. I love him so much. He's so awesome and inspiring. Here he is pickin peaches in the orchard this summer:

Happy birthday Baby. You are my favorite boy in the whole world.

My people

Amazing find in England

This is the kind of thing that keeps my hopes alive. These are my people. These are my ancestors. We live now in America, the big culturally androgynous melting pot where nearly no one has a distinct grasp on their family's historical roots. Sure, you can trace back 3, 4, or 5 generations; But where do your people come from? Why do you have the characteristics that you do?

I envy other cultures with a firm grip on their heritage.