One month

Today is exactly one month since the last time I blogged. Not much has changed since then. My hair is a little longer, and I got a pretty necklace from my father-in-law for Valentine's Day (both pictured above). I still have really fat cheeks (also pictured above. Thanks, Dad, for that genetic gift.) I didn't mean to go this long without talking to you, but now that it's an anniversary of sorts...I'm back. Andrew left yesterday, for the first time in a while. He's going to be gone a long time. So I made a goal to blog every day while he's gone.

For my first post of many consecituve posts, here is a bit of news:

We are moving to Las Vegas! There is a "For Rent" sign up in our front yard, and we have put an offer on a beautiful house (with a gigantic kitchen) in Las Vegas. We won't be moving until June, so we still (thankfully) have a little while here. Andrew is making a permanent change of careers and switching to one that won't require him to watch his children grow up on Skype. We put a lot of prayer into this decision and feel very good about it for our family. (We made the decision around the first of January.) Obviously I have mixed emotions, as I LOVE it here. We have some amazing friends waiting for us in Vegas, and I can't wait to live near them again. I'm just trying not to think about the moment when I actually physically drive away from Washington and my beautiful house with the green kitchen, never to see it again. It makes me sad, even with all the wonderful things we have to look forward to. In the desert. Where is never rains and I will probably sweat every single day. Eww. But my husband will live with me almost every day of the year, and I will sacrifice any amount of sweat for that.

Next bit of news: Andrew and I recently went on a cruise with my skinny sister Lindsay and her husband Kenny. (I feel like I should add in an adjective for Kenny after saying Lindsay is skinny. Buff Kenny. Funny Kenny. Fair?) We left from Galveston on the first of February, leaving all 4 grandchildren with my mom.

We had a fabulous time. 2 chilly and windy and non-tropical days at sea where I wished I had brought more than one sweatshirt, one stop in Progreso where we visited the Mayan ruins of Chichen Itza, one stop in Cozumel where we lounged on the beach with chips and guacamole and virgin strawberry daquiris, one night of me throwing up, one unfortunate accident where aerodynamic Andrew went down a water slide and put his toes through the grate at the bottom and lost most of the skin off his feet, many hours of playing Nertz and Hand & Foot, lots of yummy food (and I mean LOTS), and lots of laughing.

I was smart this morning and blogged before the kids woke up. It seems that may be the only way to make this daily-blogging goal possible. So expect to see more morning posts from me for the next month. I'm off to do more laundry and avoid the guilt from my NEVER working out anymore. Those fat cheeks aren't going anywhere any time soon.