Mike told me a couple of weeks ago that I've aged. Apparently, he was looking back through old photos and found this shot of us at the Sliding Rock in the Pisgah National Forest. We'd been married less than two months and were working part-time then. The day before, or so, we'd slid down the big rock face into the icy cold water. I was the chicken who'd worn a life jacket and nearly hyperventilated on the way down. We were surrounded by kids who'd made dozens of trips down the rock and were pumped for more. Once was enough for me.
Three years later, I admittedly look a little different. I'm a whole quarter of a century old, have one day of work left, and will be holding a baby in less than four months. I still manage to make funny faces when my picture is taken because my being photogenic wore off at the age of ten. Really, I was great until then. Twenty-four was a big year of preparation. Twenty-five will be settling in. I'll have three-ish months to get used to one income before the baby comes. There will be a final summer of just being Mike-and-Brandy. There is a freezer to stock and berries to pick. There will be firsts like crazy and I will be here to see them all. Lucky me. :-)
Now that I'm back from the break, I'll participate in
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helenkosings meme, Six Quirky Things:- I cannot sleep late, no matter what. I might miss something. Like breakfast.
- I cannot lie when it's the polite thing to do. It just doesn't work. Social graces seem to have escaped me. So, I guess you know that if I say thank-you, I really do mean it. Otherwise, the foot goes into the mouth.
- I won my best friend Becky by annoying her until she gave up and liked me. Isn't stealing pieces of a person's flute in band at least slightly endearing?
- Cereal is my favorite pre-packaged food genre. I can eat cereal until the cows come home, laugh at me for awhile and go back out to pasture. Good thing I found Tammy's granola recipes. I talk about them rather a lot, if you haven't noticed. They'll likely save our budget in the coming months.
- My husband loves Dave Matthews Band like I love cereal and I do not. Life's funny like that.
- For the first time in my life, I have no plans beyond December. A month of back and forth, hemming and hawing, up and down, waiting and waiting, I've learned a lot about flexibility and zero expectations. Probably a good thing, considering.
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