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comings and goings

I have nothing philosophical for you today, just want to catch up on our comings and goings. This fall-turned-winter has been an absolute blur, but it has been a welcome change. Summer-turned-fall was slow and heavy.

October was probably my last bad month. I got sick twice. Not to be a huge whiny baby, but it was a nightmare! I feel so bad for people that catch colds easily. I (almost) never do, and I was a train wreck. I went to Montrose for Conference Weekend, by myself. I can't remember why Eric couldn't come (work?), and while I wanted it to be a restful weekend I was sick and hated driving. We went to Chicago which was amazing. The pics are on facebook, it was too much to blog. One of my dearest had her baby. The only baby boy in my life and I love him. Then I got sick on Halloween so every time I see the picture of me in my costume at work (I was Smurfette) it makes me feel sick. How does that happen? 

Same sickness, but into November I flew to Phoenix for work and was still violently ill. I threw up several times before we boarded, then when we landed and all I tried to stomach that day was an apple. Ever since when I take a bite of an apple I feel sick again. Bummer.  Hopefully that goes away by next fall, apple season. 

Thanksgiving in Montrose was super rad because I met two of my nieces that were recently birthed. It was the longest I'd been at my parents, I think. We pulled a typical Mahan holiday and instead of just celebrating on Thursday, we ate like kings from Wednesday to Saturday. 

December we wheeled and dealed all the Christmas parties we could. It was a quiet Christmas at home and I would say December is when I started to realize how little Eric and I see each other lately. He works some weekends and some nights, and my schedule stays pretty normal office hours (a little later) so we only end up with usually a couple nights and maybe one weekend evening or morning together. It's ok, we are really happy with out jobs and our relationship. But I miss hanging out every day. 

We have made so many plans for 2013, so January has been a month working hard and planning. I feel like the new year was last weekend, I can't believe how quickly it has passed. Started NYRs and I think I have a pretty good idea of what they will be. Went to the Bieber concert and saw both my best friends from growing up. It made me really happy. Also, just spent this last week in Montrose again, and in Rifle/Silt for my Gram's funeral. She died last week, from complications from surgery. Unexpected, very. I don't have the heart to talk about it here, but that is of course because it is broken. But my sister did a great tribute to her here. Eric couldn't come with me because he is driving for Sundance this week, besides not being able to miss normal work. Bleh. 

I'll be back at work tomorrow and it feels strange. Work has been slower this year than last year (in a good way--- last year I barely scraped by). I still enjoy it. And they are taking us to Hawaii next month, which I didn't even realize how soon it is until tonight. 

This winter has been the coldest I have ever survived. In my memory, anyway. I don't think I'm alone in being really tired of the -10 to 20 degree weather. 

I know I wrote this like I am writing in my journal, but I just needed to catch up a bit. I read one of my girlfriends blogs today and she reminded me that an important part of blogging is just writing for me. I needed this. Now it's off to the grocery list.
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  1. LisaJanuary 21, 2013 at 4:11 PM

    it is like a journal. hopefully my kids see it that way since i'm quite terrible at journaling.

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