i remember the day mom and i were painting my porch swing and i told her "i think i'm done blogging"...i didn't think i really meant it but obviously i didn't come back. then, whenever i would sit down to do a post it seemed very daunting...today, i was talking to my mother on the phone and she said "your dad's mad that you aren't blogging anymore"...well, i can't have my dad mad at me....so i'm back. i've missed you.
my husband and one of his good friends had spent the last 18 weeks training for the chicago marathon. we were suppose to be in chicago this last week with two other couples....ironically, all of us lost our homes during the flood.