Yesterday Penny turned seven months old. And I haven’t updated my blog in a month.

The former statement means she’s even cuter and more fun than she was last month. The latter means I’ve been processing lots of stuff.

Let me just get this out there. I’m going to stop blogging. Or at least I’m going to take down my ads and remove any expectation that I update. The reasons are many.

First of all, I’m on the brink of entering into a fun new WAH situation that I am really excited about. I’ll get to stay home with my daughter, which is my number one priority, and with part of my time I’ll get to work with a group of forward-thinking, and respected individuals. It’s gonna be fun. It also means that I’m paring down extra responsibilities in my life so that I can be the best mom, wife, and employee possible.

But to just link the demise of my blog to a job would only be half of the story. The thing of it is, I feel like an entirely different person since Penny came along. I love it. I’m undergoing huge personal changes, being challenged to be a much better person, and am diving deeper into the wonderful community of people we have met here in Nashville. Over the new year I really started processing what that would mean for my day-to-day. It means I want to be the best possible mom for Penny. I want to surround her with people who value the same things we value to give her a safe and comfortable place to grow, explore, and learn to think critically. It’s not that I’m backing away from some negative relationships as much as I’m trying to re-prioritize and focus my energy on the really beneficial relationships that I have, and that subsequently she will be exposed to.

There are a lot of pros to blogging. You guys have been so much fun to share life with. You have been encouraging, and sometimes discouraging, which helps to make sure my skin never gets too thin. You have given me thoughts to ponder, solutions to problems, and support along the way. I so appreciate your friendship and readership.

But there are a lot of cons to blogging. And right now the cons outweigh the pros, that’s all.

As for me, I’ll miss blogging as it’s always been a fun outlet. And I’m not saying the site will lie completely dormant. I’m just saying that my priorities right now are shifting, and this just isn’t one of my big priorities.

Right now, roasting the chicken in my fridge is.

So to my great online friends, let’s stay in touch. Let’s put forth some good two-way effort and dive into deeper relationships with each other. Besides, I really like you.

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Silence on the western front, y’all. Talk to me. Too much construction talk around here to be of any interest to you?

Also, I have reason to believe that the good folks who used to own our house are now following our renovations on the blog! How cool if that’s for real! So drop me a line, cause I’d love to chat the house with you.

Over and out.

Wow, it’s been days, hasn’t it? Well the Dell guy came yesterday to fix my computer so I can now fill you in on all the boring minutia of two lives ensconced in a kitchen renovation with moving day quickly approaching.

About half a year ago, Berlin knocked my laptop off the coffee table while it was plugged into the outlet. This did no damage to the computer except for bending the cord connection making it difficult to charge the battery. For about six months, we had to have the power cord plugged in just right, or we’d run out of juice. As you can imagine, this got old pretty quickly, and on Sunday all of our efforts failed and the computer battery died without us being able to recharge it.

The next part of the story involves my fourty minute phone conversation with the Dell support technician in New Delhi. Yes. It went about as smoothly as you can imagine. Someone has taught these usually nice Indian folks how to upsell… and HARD. He wouldn’t let me schedule the computer repair until he had gone through all of the many ways for me to upgrade my warranty… which I didn’t buy.

And then Jack showed up yesterday, Jack the funny and quirky Dell technician, and an hour later he had swapped out my motherboard for free. I am now sold on the powers of warranties.

To be honest, I rather enjoyed the few days where I was incommunicado to the world. But I know you’re waiting with baited breath to see pictures of the house, so I’ll switch out my camera lens, head over there, and snap some just for you. Besides, I have to get the dog out of the apartment for the repairman who is coming by to fix our garbage disposal which ate a shot glass yesterday. Yes, a shot glass. I am reveling in the fact that my landlord has to fix this one instead of me. Those days are numbered.

We’ve had a day and a half of rain down here, and while I think rain is supposed to make your allergies better (washing away the pollen?) it always does the opposite for me. My allergies are such that I should probably go in for shots, although you know that’s not going to happen. Instead, I’ve spent much of my life switching between Claritin D and Zyrtec D, constantly hopped up.

I went off Zyrtec a few months ago when we had started talking about getting preggers. My doctor was super crunchy and encouraged me to try to live without it, and I have honestly done pretty well. On occasion I have major sinus pressure and headaches, and on days like this, post-nasal drip. YUM! But I can generally pop a Benedryl or Sudafed and fight off the side effects with coffee.

Well, I’m all out of coffee filters. Plum out.

So do I get in the car and drive to the store to buy new coffee filters after taking two Benedryl?

Or do I go over there and snooze until the dryer beeps me awake? I’m leaning towards the latter.