This January I got to take a weekend trip to New York City with a coworker and a friend. This was half-business, half-pleasure, although it actually was entirely pleasurable!
Because I wanted to pack light, I didn’t take a camera. I fit all my belongings for three nights in one tote bag, which I’m still pretty proud of! All photos below were taken with my iPhone. Technology has come a long way since I started this lil ole blog back in 2008, at which time I didn’t even own a cell phone.
Where I grew up in Houston, the annual rodeo was, to me, merely a vehicle for concerts. My very first concert was in 2004, and I got to see my favorite artist at the time – John Mayer. At the rodeo… a fact which seems really strange to me now.
My chaperones were brother Brent and his wife Melissa. And I was super annoyed that they made me sit through the, like, rodeo activities before the show. Excuse you, I was just there for John. What’s with all the barrel racing?? What does this have to do with finding out there’s no such thing as the real world, that it’s just a lie you have to rise above?
Adult responsibilities have taken over, and this little old blog fell off my radar! A few people have mentioned they’ve missed reading it, and I have to say I’ve missed writing it and being a part of the blogging community. I also really, really miss having a reason to pull out my big beautiful camera and take photos.
So here I am. Hello, all! Before we get back into the swing of things, I’ll give you a few highlights of my past year.
I’ve been actively trying to attract birds to our yard this year because the cats love watching them. But we’ve had a few struggles (we can blame it on our dog, our apparently too-clean glass, and holes in a bird nest situated above our front walk), and I now have a tiny bird cemetery in the front flower bed.
But things are looking up–there’s a nest with four baby birds under our front awning! They are so cute, and I love getting to watch the mom feed them several times a day.
Leonardo and Severus are thrilled. Joseph and I have to keep a ladder on hand so we can carry them onto the windowsill above the door to watch. Although today Sev tried (unsuccessfully) to jump up there by himself… from the floor.
I volunteered to make my friend Genevieve a baby blanket for the little girl she’s expecting (nicknamed gandersbaby), and she happened upon the perfect pattern! I’ve been searching for a pattern like this for ages, so it was fate! It’s a fun crochet, but Severus complicates things.
Severus is 10 months old and sometimes pretends to be an adult cat, but he’s not. Especially when he catches a glimpse of of the bag he knows I’ve been storing yarn in.