We are so excited to have our new garage. Every time it snows we are so happy (and so are our cars)! The MOMD is giddy with excitement that the weather is warming up so he can finish the inside. He thinks it's going to be his private clubhouse for carving. (Does that mean I get a new scrapbook/craft room?)

What a nerd! This is the MOMD in his sexy, desirable "I have a garage" pose.

Do you think I live with a bunch of hillbillies? Look at the facial hair in this picture. I think that two of the three people in this picture have overalls on too. (You can see the "fun" never stops in our house, right?)

Okay - so here goes ... my attempt at blogging. It has only taken me 897 hours (no exaggeration) to "create" this blog and it's really nothing fancy (as you can see). I am succumbing to peer pressure and following my friends into the world of blogs. I need a place (or so I think) to jot down all my insightful, profound thoughts. Whatever!

I'm not good at keeping a journal - the journal I have now is the same one from when I was dating the Man of My Dreams. It has sporadic entries ... stories of our wedding day, the birth of Favorite Oldest Son, and the birth of Favorite Youngest Son. The saddest part of this journal is that there are no experiences filling in the years between or since. I'm hoping this will be my journal.

If you are reading this, please remember that my intentions are good even if my journaling is poor.