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     Holy shit y'all....I did that thing that I do.  I did it a lot!  What thing?  I let life get in the way of something that I love doing.  It has been 3 years, THREE since I have posted on this blog.
     When I started it, I was so happy, so excited to be writing.  I love writing!  The problem?  I have the attention span of a newly hatched GNAT!
     So much has happened in 3 years.  We decided that we were unhappy in California and came home to Kentucky.  The trip home was worth at least 10 blog posts!  What an experience, driving across country with 2 teenagers and a cat, pulling our life behind us in a jam packed trailer.  Kind of like a small band of gypsies.
     We started a business.  Sod.  Not much of a story there, who wants to hear about work??

      The big news...we had a baby this year!  Completely and totally by accident, like two kids that do not know how this happens.  I had a 40th birthday surprise, in the shape of a 7 pound, 3 ounce baby girl.
      My now middle child just turned 16, so this is pretty much starting over and things are totally different than they were when he was born in 1998.  Apparently I am behind the times, a bunch.  But that's OK.  I have always marched to my own drummer.
     Stay tuned folks, I have a whole new world of things to blog about.  You might not always agree with me, but I promise to keep your attention....one way or another....

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