A Toast

This evening was one of the best I have had in a very long time.  I am so far behind on blogging, it’s not even funny…but that’s life — and, who am I kidding, that’s one of the benefits of writing a blog without sponsors: no one gets mad if I just can’t blog for days or weeks.  I keep intending to catch up on everything that has been going on in our lives, but then more stuff keeps happening.  Eventually I’ll give up, and do a photo dump post and just throw it all in at once.  Until then, I wanted to pop in an say how incredible happy I am right at this moment.  I have two ridiculously adorable girls. I have an awesome husband.  And as of 4:45 today, we are officially homeowners.Zara helped us sign papers (mostly by chewing on pens and trying to eat everything in reach), while Nora hung out with Chris’ dad, and then we went out for a celebratory dinner at Chris’ restaurant with his dad, my step-mom, grandma, and one of my brothers.  We didn’t take a single picture (aside from one of Zara gumming on shrimp) because we were just having way too much fun enjoying food and wine and each other’s company.  After a three hour epic meal of awesomeness, we grabbed a bottle of our wedding champagne

(and our first goofy housewarming present) and headed over to our new house for a celebratory toast.

We ran all around our empty house, showing it off, and even managed to figure out how to work the timer on my camera.  It was amazing.

I can’t believe what a wonderful evening this turned out to be…and that six years into marriage, only five months into our life in Wyoming, we now own a house.  This chapter of our life is turning out to be pretty spectacular.  So, here’s to the high desert plains, where we never expected to end up, but where we have already found many amazing things including a home of our own.