I always fall in love with an open door.

I will tell you a few quick things.  


Last week I got sicker than a dog. More sick than I have ever been before.  (hence the severe lack of posts)


I am better now.  


Tonight, I ate Mexican Food with people I will probably know and love for forever.  


Afterwards, Tim & I wandered around Kroger and talked about our dream houses using the aisles and pop cans as props.  Tim's included a tower and a spiral staircase.  Mine included a tree-lined driveway, window seat, and a downstairs laundry room cause I'm practical like that. :) 


During this adventure, I also saw something I have never seen before in my entire life, and it really grossed me out.  I took a picture.  If you stick around and promise to be good, I will show it to you later.  


I think I look a little like the 1940's and a lot like my mom in this picture.  


I am listening to the hum of the fish tank and daydreaming about planting zinnias in the front yard.  Red to match the door.  


Love, H.