Southern girl plowing her way through life making the rules up as she goes. Warning: likes to bake, curse, quote movies/literature, is tattooed, married to The Man and mother of two girls. We bring new meaning to the "griswald way of life". Come along for the ride!



Saturday, April 28, 2012

Blah

I'm thoroughly blah. It's that weird stage between A. we fixin to pack all our shite and move somewhere new again and B. it ain't time yet to pack all our shite and move somewhere new again but it's so close. The kids are finishing up their school year here in Idaho. I'm memorizing the mountains. Montana where we are moving very soon, has less majestic mountains and more plateaus and rolling cowboy-ish old timey plains. You can see rolling hills full of cattle for miles in each direction. It's like an old timey cowboy movie set. Very cool.

So since it ain't time to pack and we won't be spending our summer here, I'm blah. That dreaded in-between stage has set in.