I’m gonna have to sum up the past fifty-million weeks since I haven’t blogged since the beginning of time. Even if I wanted to recount the details of my life the past month plus some time, I probably couldn’t as I’m sure you’re aware if you’ve been listening to Serial like the rest of the world seems to be doing. I finally caught up this weekend, and my drives to and from work have returned a normal routine where I try to suppress road rage and debate sleeping at my office during the week and other big life issues.
First things first, I turned 26, which I believe scientifically means that I have now reached maturity in my brain, so I’ve been waiting to recognize the big change in my thoughts and actions, but so far I’ve detected no change which could either indicate A. that I’ve been mature since the womb or B. I’m delayed.
Regardless, it’s important to note that I spent my birthday weekend with Casey and my parents in California frolicking a half marathon and drinking wine.
My mom completed her first half marathon, and I was super proud of her despite the fact that she told me at Mile 13 (.1 left in the race) that if Jim and Casey pulled up in the truck right that second, she’d jump in and never regret not finishing. I tried prancercising to boost her mood, but it was to no avail. I did not get the running bug from dear ol’ ma, I suppose.
Bearded Wonder drank wine which is pretty much a life event for him. I also drank wine, but that’s the most regular occurrence ever in the world, so not worth documenting but already did, sooooo whooooops.
After returning to the H, we had a little celebration at the house where we took some blurry and non-blurry photos with my birthday friend.
Casey and Kris photograph better together:
That’s Casey’s face every time Kris is around, because she’s his favorite…ish.
In other news, Tory is making slight progress with cat bonding. By “slight” I mean I got really lucky and took this picture where it looked like she was legitimately trying but actually was probably trying to eat her.
In bigger more important news, KAITLIN AND OAKLEY ARE ENGAGED! And Oakley was kind enough to let me be present for the big question, so I got to witness her priceless reaction of “OHHHHHHH MYYYYYY GOOOOSSSHHHHHHHH.”
It was magical.
We ran the Turkey Trot the next morning per Thanksgiving tradition before stuffing our faces at two Thanksgivings each!
AND THEN after Thanksgiving, the cats got really into the Christmas spirit.
And Casey grew his beard some more. AND THEN the cats got even more in the Christmas spirit by staring out the window for Santa.
We haven’t introduced them to Elf on the Shelf yet, because we’re lazy parents, but we do still try to keep the Santa thing going. Who knows how much longer we have before they figure it out?
And, of course, Tory is still a stage 5 clinger.
But we’re all one big happy family even if our middle child has to hang out in a box.