It’s been a year since we decided to move. I have other friends I miss sure, and my Mom and Dad the most, but There is one friend that even a year later I am still bummed on how much I am missing out on. In addition she has left quite the mark on my life, and tastes and it has stuck. My husband misses hers, my kids miss hers, it’s crazy. We are happy here, but it would be perfection if they were too. So I was thinking today about how many things she has opened my eyes to.
I now like orange, and its on the pillows and flowers in my living room.
I miss Koigu like crazy.
I caught the Twilight series obsession.
I can no longer live without my Mac.
I am addicted to all things knitting and spinning.
That I saw the potential of blogging.
That I have been on a month long quest to find a store here that sells the right wheat (which I have to look up again).
I am still lusting after James Christensen art pieces
and so much more.
Summer is the worst, miss ya!
Oh, you are so sweet! Thanks. I miss you, too, but I’m sure you know that. What with my pouting text messages when I drive by your house and it’s too much for me to bear.
Did you get the crystal in the mail?