Donuts, why life is good, and house pictures, you know an eclectic post

Sometimes we need to hunker down and remember
Why life is good.
I am not going to tell you I have a rough life, I don't. We deal with ups and downs just like any other family.
Things that could be avoided, like me running around like a crazy woman before our home inspection the other day. Things that I couldn't have avoided if I tried, like our neighbor drinking too much while wielding his semi-automatic weapon, forcing the cops to call us to relocate to our basement at 1 am the night before our inspection. (all involved are safe and that is also why life is good) Things Im not sure which category they fall into, like the sticker shock of month to month renting as we prepare to move.
In any case I'll reflect a little on why God is good, why life is good.

My brother just came to visit this weekend, it doesn't happen often, and I was thankful it did happen. Being a 25 year old bachelor, in the past his interactions with my son had been limited. Because well D's interactions before relied solely on the adult in the scenario. Now that he's a toddling bundle of fun, he pulled my brother into his web, with his charm, giggles and firm grasp of what he wants. Like pushing a book in his uncles hand, because why else? He wants to be read to. I loved seeing how much they loved each other, because the affection was definitely mutual and….. heart warming to say the least.

I was also thinking today how I needed to document this adorable thing my son does. He just takes his little hand, and puts it in front of my mouth so I kiss it. He often does this a few times in a row. Now while it could be him asserting that he can get "Momma" to do what he wants. I like to think its just a reminder of affection between us, that started after a fall or scrape kissed a boo-boo on a hand.

I think about a husband that works hard, who gets up early with "the baby" (he is still my baby,alright?) on his days off to let me sleep in late.


I think about how scary it can be to not know about tomorrow, because we move in less than 16 days and don't know where we are going to live. But then I remember who holds my tomorrow.

^^^^^ This sentence about how we don't know where we will live has changed! WOOHOO!
We have an accepted verbal contract on a home in the 63303.
 I am ecstatic about the yard, pergola,tree house, raise gardening bed, and a structure that is going to be turned into a chicken coop ASAP. They are not re-negotiating our closing date, so we should close the 3rd.
We have some dear friends who while taking his 30 yr ministry sabbatical will be out of town have graciously offered their home. We were hesitant to accept unless we had somewhere to go, but now we do! THANK GOD! So we will have not have to rent month to month  (and pay the outrageous prices) LIFE IS GOOD!

There are of course caveats, like our buyer having quite a few lists of things she wants done to our condo now. And they have a kick out rider on our contract. But I am resting and trusting in the one who holds our tomorrow. Too much has fallen into place for me to not trust, my God has proven to faithful.

So life is also good because of clearance clothes that make my son look like a non hairy footed hobbit, Where my Tolkien, LOTR, and yes Peter Jackson fans at?

Have you notice I like to dress my kid up for no darn good reason? Today it was because I wanted to celebrate  NATIONAL DONUT DAY! (who needs a reason to eat a donut right?)

As I told my friends only in 'MURICA!
We started out with 19, ( I got a dozen and a half plus a free one)  and don't worry we shared with my girlfriend, her MIL, and 3 of her kids.And I also plan on getting rid of these by dropping them off elsewhere :)While they aren't listed on my out and around town list. I have two favorite donut places, one right up the road, Mario's.
They also have great hummus, gyros, and coffee. Fresh baked every day, I love me some of their maple long johns and chocolate iced crullers.

 Second is the nationally acclaimed Strange Donuts in Maplewood.While not quite as famed as Voodoo Donuts in Portland, Im sure Strange dones are better.

O, you wanted to see pictures of the house?
cue maniacal, leave the picture of the house to the end of the post laugh
(I hate when bloggers do that with a recipe and you have to scroll for like eight years to find how many cups of flour)
anyway the house...

                           

O right, you wanted to see the yard I was going on about….

  Do you see in the above photo to the right there, my coop structure?

I didn't make any of this from scratch, but I am so thankful for it.

Lady Romero