2013… the new year. We drove back from Nashville to Dallas on New Years Eve. It was cold & rainy and there wasn't an inch of extra room, but we survived with a little help from our friend the ipad. It was bittersweet to roll on down the road and leave friends, and family, and the feeling of home behind. Our stay had been packed with good memories …church visits, an evening with my college roomies, burger up, pucketts, shopping, les miserables movie, bond movie, terrible red wine hangover, playdate with tutus, a wedding, cousins dinner at nona, seeing a bobcat on a walk on the farm, seeing babies amelia, jason, annie, lily, & dorothy, delivering hens holiday gifts, fancy sperrys diner, a day in chattanooga, milk punch, girls dinner, girls party, crepes on xmas morning, makeover day with my sis-in-law, and lots and lots of playing with my girl}… but believe it or not I was ready to get back to our new home and ready to get back into our routine. Driving cross country gave us plenty of time to think on the year past and dream about the next one. We sipped some bubbly then crashed way before the ball dropped. I am praying hard that 2013 is a better year. My list of resolutions and ideas is quite long, but that's what the new year is for. A time to feel inspired and start reaching high all over again.
Now I'm back in my little corner of the house, heater under my desk watching the rain come down and dreaming up plans for Tenn Hens. Miriam is back in the routine of her school days and seemed anxious to return to the busy activity. Trevor is back to his commute to McKinney each day, but returned early yesterday for his bi b-day celebration. His new record player spun some tunes after all the dishes were done and the football game was turned off. Back to our home, back to routine, and back to life in the big D.