Sunday night we went for a lovely bike ride. We are looking at a home in a neighborhood and we wanted to test it out. You know, pretend we're locals and all that. I'm just in love with the streets that I wouldn't be afraid to let Beansprout careen on as he learns to command his bicycle. I'm also in love with the idea that miss THANG might be more spontaneously active as she makes friends and runs over to their homes and back to ours. Above all this-adding that Hubbend wouldn't be embarrassed of the neighborhood when bringing European guests to dinner-I love that there is a park nearby. Not a wimpy park with a playground. Oh no. A park with miles of biking trails on an island. A lovely dam to fish from. (I don't like to fish, but my children practice casting for hours at my encouragement) It reminds me of when I get going on a role. When I want to do my diet and exercise program perfectly. I have a plan, it is to work, and I am t...
The life of a train wrecked woman, trying to get back on track.