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We go to the Mountains...!

I have missed posting, but life is SERIOUSLY crazy! Crazy good! Quick update and then I will finish with the Mountains:)

Russ completed his second to last MBA class! Can I get a woot-woot!  He will start his last class tomorrow, and will finish in time for the arrival of Biscotti!  Let us survive this last class.  Can I get an AMEN....(amen, amen, amen)...   Last Tuesday, Russ gave his notice at his current job.  He will start his new job October 3rd down in Greenwood Village.  The good news- mo' money and mo' interesting.  Bad news- here's the commute- 

http://maps.google.com/maps?saddr=greenwood+village&daddr=longmont,+co&hl=en&sll=39.89229,-105.02648&sspn=1.047308,2.469177&geocode=FbqCXAId4pO--Sl1RXWwcolshzFXc-U-_vRtNg%3BFSfnZAIdmEW8-SlJM8zVCPlrhzE1J6Pz7qF9wQ&vpsrc=0&mra=ls&t=h&z=9

That's right--one hour is the minimum, and well we don't talk about the maximum.  Lastly, with Russ he lost his first grandparent a couple weeks ago.  Papa is now resting in peace.  I wasn't able to attend the funeral, but Russ did and had one of the most bonding experiences he has had with his family as of late.  Makes me think of this quote:  “They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad to realize I'm going to miss mine by just a few days” Garrison Keillor quotes

Aylen John- he is doing very well!  We all have survived some crazy times with Aylen the past few weeks-- our best guess is SEVERE teething pain, change with schedule and visitors, and Who the heck knows.  But he has been swell and shared his cold with his mama.  Sweet boy!  Cute things he is up to include dancing, taking apart our kitchen door on a daily basis, talking more, hitting HIS MAMA in the face-but hugging his daddy dearly, and WALKING everywhere!  I swear the bruises and bumps he gets on a daily basis is pretty ridiculous!

Biscotti-nothing much to report!  Moving and shaking as always!  Growing right on track!  Although, Biscotti has helped me obtain an awesome Inguinal Hernia (that's a new phrase for this blog).  Basically due to the weight of Biscotti + moving (and no I haven't lifted heavy boxes-just a lot of light boxes)= HERNIA.  There really isn't anything to be done other than be gentle with myself.

and Lastly, Momma!  I'm doing so well!  Seriously-I love my mountain life, my family, and my job!  I think on a regular basis how happy I am to be here in this place and in this time:)  I have met some friends from my job and we go out every Thursday.  My bosses are SO great and supportive and let me do my thing.  Both schools appreciate me and my work.  My house rocks.  My husband is not only handsome but great.  AND my kid is seriously the cutest!  So life is good!

And seriously with this minutes away from us....it's really all good.

Love to all,
Momma

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LIGHT IT ON FIRE!!!!!

I did it.  I couldn't stand it anymore.  Like seriously, this is the case of the RING.  I'm not a nerd, I just have a nerd for a...(Whatever-not important!).  Anyways-this DARN gender envelope was too much for us to handle.  Bad idea.  It all begin this past weekend when we were sitting in our living room with Grammy Colleen, Uncle Will, Russ, Aylen and I.  And Russ said it, "I'm feeling impulsive."  Anyone that knows Russ knows...this statement is cause for concern.  He's got a hankering...and he'll do what he needs to do..."Let's open it, " he says.  Ruh roh.

So I reply-"I'm not going to be the one to open it.  But if you do, whatever."  The conversation continued about other things and I decided I needed to act quick.

I ran into the garage, no luck.  I ran downstairs and there she was...in Biscotti's scrapbook, in the tote, in the storage room, and in the house.  This envelope that had the POWER. 

I causally walked outside and grabbed a lighter and started BURNING IT DOWN.  Russ came out and when he realized what I was doing left.  My initial thought was--crap.  It's technically his envelope too-I hope he's not mad.  But my thoughts were calmed immediately when he returned with some lighter fluid. 

Soon Grammy was coming outside hollering--NOOOOOO, let me see it...Another prime example of the power of this piece of paper. 

It was too late.  After the lighter fluid there was no chance.  I guess we just have to wait for our Christmas present and see what happens.

Whatever. It's so a boy.

:) Love,
Momma