My mean ole' cat scratched me pretty good the other day...it hurts and he's not really mean but that was not nice. He was all like hey don't fold that laundry I am LAYING ON IT...so I snatched it out from under him and he was like biiiiittccchhh I said don't touch that, smack. So maybe it was my fault but whatever. Cats are cool just so you know...for all you cat haters. That's the first decent cat scratch I have had in years and we have 3 cats. So yeah.
When I was in 5th grade I thought I was the bees knees because I had one little ole nail that was long so I walked up to a girl and was like hey girl look at this long nail...isn't it sharp on your hand, haha. Then I moseyed on to my seat...10 seconds later she walks up to me grabs my hand and proceeds to scratch the top layer of my skin off with her 4 fingers. 23 years later I still have the scars to prove it and think it's a funny story...funny weird. Also funny because I remember standing in the hall listening to my teacher rip her a new one because hello...obvious. This girl is also a Facebook friend, unless she deleted me which is totally possible because I don't keep tabs on that stuff. So if the cat scratch scars too I guess it will match and maybe one day I will learn not to mess with folks...but totally overreacted....and I probably won't learn.
I feel like I perpetually have a million and ten things I want to do and some days I am like Oh.my.god. so much to do and some days I am like whatever man...who cares...everything is great. And really both of those days are needed...because without the freak out days I would never do a darn thing and without the whatevers I would need to be locked away. I am totally a list maker but totally a list maker who then loses or forgets the list...it is what it is because usually once I make the list I don't need it. My memory is cool like that. I could probably dial your phone number twice and know it forever and ever. Or at least for a long time. But I can't remember to bring a grocery list.
We hit up a foster care orientation this Monday. I feel good about it but at the same time very freak out too. I wish I had a crystal ball because I know an adoption will happen eventually it's just the eventually that makes me scared. And my boys being broken hearted when a baby we adore has to leave. I keep saying...we will just see what happens. My motto so very often is one foot in front of the other just keep moving...and this is no different. I am excited and nervous and excited and scared and excited and nervous....and also we have a bit to do before we are licensed. I also drove to the post office today and dropped in a letter saying we would like to close our file with our agency. This makes me sad but right now I can't sit in limbo and I just can't put the time and emotions into another country...after 2 that's it...for now. We will give this option a try, we shall see.
I promise I will get Christmas pictures up here...and also I need to get Nolan's one year pictures done. I would have preferred that they were done at 12 months but they weren't and that's ok. Here are a few random pictures for ya...the first are my new "boots" which I am excited about...A)I never buy myself nice things and B)I never myself "different" things...this makes me happy and also they are super cute. Nolan is cute in his $2 overalls and Robert taught Jakeb and Zachary leg wrestling...and also on the 2nd day of the year we took Jakeb's best friend 1/2 back to his house and stopped in at Ruby Falls.
and that's that...




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