Hi it's me, Christine. I didn't disappear it just this new life has taken a lot of getting used to. I have had a lot to learn and and man the work, it never seems to end. The chickens are laying and the peahen has disappeared over the ridge. My new plants are in the ground and thirsty as can be. My kids are growing like weeds. Dylan is definitely taller than me and Matt well it won't be long before he is taller too. I never really planned on blogging again but today on my email I found a comment waiting to be approved, i assumed it was spam but clucked to find kind words from someone out in blogger world. I stayed for a vist, reading my words like old friends I remembered what it was like when these words were my life. So today I check in, I say I am still me, just a different me than I was before I left. Maybe I will be back a little more often.
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Friday, October 25, 2013
I just down loaded a blogger ap to my iPad. Yes the one I have had for two years and never used. So bear with me as i experiment a little and catch you up on our life since we moved to The Farm house. I spent two months building a chicken coop. I find it hilarious that I thought I could have it done in a weekend. Dylan and Matt helped, while Chad did a lot of eye rolling. The chickens have moved in to one half of the coop. On the other side of the coop we have some really beautiful ornamental pheasants, chuck arms, pigeons and peacocks.
Sunday, August 18, 2013
My body moves slower here, I hurry less and listen more. I find myself more inclined to watch and match the rhythms of the desert earth around me. This is my new home, I have only lived here a month, but when I close my eyes at night it feels like I have always been here, or maybe more like I was always meant to be here. I find something familiar awakening in my soul, the dirty, gritty, earthy part of me that was always being cleaned up for my other world.
Tonight I watched the pheasants get themselves ready for bed. Up on the perch back down, another peck of food they scurried around and then did it all over again. The lavender is in full bloom, the deer are eating in the field, the owl will soon be here to hunt and my soul is at rest.
Monday, July 15, 2013
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
This is the first house we seen. I fell in love. Like madly in love. The mountain behind the house would be ours....who doesn't want there own mountain right? This could be it, the house we stay in, our last house, the one we have always knew we would move too. So our plans changed. We painted, fixed up, moved out and worked ourselves to the bone to get our house on the market. It would take a miracle to get this house, but it felt right....it felt SO VERY right. So we watched one miracle after another, little pieces kept falling into place that got us closer to making this our home.
Finally we were ready. Our house would be put on the market the next day, our home loan was figured out, and we had found homeowners insurance (tougher than you may think, as my agent put it "that home is a pile of tinder waiting to go up in smoke in the next wildfire that sweeps through the dessert"). One night we had drove by the home and spoke with the owner who had told us he would accept the $35,000 less than his asking price to put it firmly in our price range... all we had left to do was make the offer.
Devastated is an understatement, the night before we were ready to make an offer the house went under contract. Sometimes it is hard to accept that no matter how right something may feel it may not be meant for you. We decided to go with Plan B. We are firmly rooted in Plan B, as a matter of fact just a few days away from making it a reality, too far in too even think of turning back, too much to lose...... and so it goes the contract on this house fell trough, it was put back on the market. It won't be our home, but if things were different, just a few days this way or that it is the home that could have been.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Dylan is working at Destination XL in Murray. Today as I drove him to work I heard a horrible noise in the freeway. It sounded like metal hitting the underside of my car, yikes! By the time I had got him to work my tire had began an awful hissing noise and was quickly going flat. Arghhh just when you think you are so busy you can't possibly do any more you fund out you are going to have to. I couldn't have picked a more convenient time to not wear shoes.
Over the past couple of months I have been busily packing for our upcoming move. In the process I have also been going through boxes long since packed away and forgotten. This morning I came across the boxes that had all of those tender things from the first couple of years of my kids life. My kids got a kick out of seeing the little bitty baby booties they wore home from the hospital and the newspaper from the day they were each born. We also came across the journals I wrote for my kids when they were little. In the middle of how crazy things are right now we took the time to read them from start to finish. There is so many things I had forgotten, and little quirks that showed up in their personalities from the beginning included in those journals. I feel a little more committed to try blogging again, there is so much life I don't want to forget, the big things and the little things, I want to remember them all. With such a busy life I am going to try to write shorter quicker posts from my cell phone in the moments I can steal here and there while I wait.