Welcome to My Life

I'm horrible at keeping things like these going, but i'm hoping to get into the routine of it so I can document my daily life and won't have so many memories get lost in my head that i'd prefer to remember. So, here goes.

My 2 year old son and I have recently relocated halfway across the country, back to my roots. It's been good so far, except for missing our immediate family back in the midwest. But, it's for the best so I have to keep reminding myself of that.

There are of course new characters in our lives now that we're back here to live, so it's not just about losing people. One of those new additions is 'the artist', Curly, an old friend whose now a close friend and is keeping me sane here in the boonies. Then there are the girls, Melissa (who has a DD a bit younger than Mr. Von) and Angie.

So I guess we'll start with today (or rather yesterday as it's just after midnight). We woke up to about 4 inches of snow, with it still falling. It was the pretty powder kind, that makes the roads nice and slippery but isn't too hard to get rid of. We stayed in bed watching a movie since Von thought he had to wake up at quarter after 7, then just played at the house until lunch time. We had lunch (though I already can't remember what we ate!) and then it was naptime.

While Von was asleep I uncovered the car and made sure we could get outta the driveway (which we could thanks to the unknown skidsteer driver)! Then we headed to Grama K's house so Von could go with her and my cousin to an appointment and visit Great Aunt Crazy...

I met up with the artist and we went to the mall (about half an hour away). He had some exchanges to make leftover from Christmas, so we took care of those and then just walked around. He's adorable as per usual and bought us chocolate covered strawberries and pretzels. So me and Little Miss were satisfied :). And of course being the typical Scorpio Schemer, he complained of his hand being cold, suggesting that I hold it. I've missed those innocent little gestures that happen in relationships. Hell, i've missed being respected and SMILING.

But lately between Mr. Von and the artist, I go to bed with my cheeks hurting instead of crying myself to sleep. IMO, so far so good with the change of life. It'll of course take some getting used to, as every big life change does. But I'm still 100% sure it's the best decision for me and the kidlets.