One’s sense of home is a funny thing. I’ve written about it a lot on the blog in the past year, whether it was trying to figure out where to live or buying a new house. Though the front of my house still looks like a construction zone, I’m not struggling with “home” as much these days. Partially I wonder if my assimilation into Texan is complete, although I’m sure my native Texan friends would disagree with me. The droning rain…
A big side effect of my grief has been compulsively wanting to reach out to people of my past that I’ve lost touch with. After all, there’s no better way to realize the frailty of life than staring at your 37 year old dead husband. It’s kind of like watching The Dead Poets Society on repeat for 100 years and condensing all of that into a 5 minute span. Carpe diem, folks. Carpe diem. Of course, a normal person might take…
Aside from running myself over with my car, I did have some great fun this weekend when awesome blogger friend Tracy from Fly On Over came to Austin for vacation! Now I’m not sure you’re aware, but no trip to the Lone Star state is complete without a visit to nerd horse and yours truly. Lucky for me, Tracy and her awesome husband agreed to trek outside of Austin for a bit of a horsey adventure. When I finally managed…
Fact: Jen lives about five miles from my house. Also Fact: I love Haflingers. Logical Conclusion: I must steal Paddington. If a Haffie is haff a horse, they need haff a pasture right? Aka my urban back yard. And they cost haff as much right?! You can see where this is going… Okay I didn’t steal him but I did get to ride him and basically we’re in love. Best friends forever. I will now refer to him as best…