Wreath Season

It is wreath season. For many of you it is the Christmas Season or the season sometimes referred to as Winter. But not for me, it is wreath season. My husband has a wreath business, he makes fresh noble fir Christmas Wreaths and ships them all over the country. With this being wreath season I see my husband about 5 minutes, 10 minutes tops, a day. It is a real struggle for me this year as it is the first year we have had a child during wreath season, I have become a single mom. I have always felt that single parents deserve more kudos than they are given and now I believe that more than ever. So my hats are off to those of you who do not have help at home, you deserve a medal, this is harder than I imagined.
Getting back to wreath season. With wreath season comes the Victorian Country Christmas, a gift show at the Puyallup Fair Grounds. We started going to this show about 3 years ago and I have always enjoyed my time there. All of the vendors dress up in victorian outfits and for us selling wreaths freeze their butts off outside in the cold winter rain. But hey it is only 5 days and I have roped Julie into working every waking hour at VCC again this year so life is good.

Happy Wreath Season. Oh, do you like how I said wreath season about 20 times in the blog?

The Cup Remains!!

That's right, the Cougs remain Apple Cup Champions. Sure we have only won one Pac-10 game, but we won the sweetest game imaginable....we came into Husky Stadium, beat the Dawgs and then danced our sweet dance on top of their 'W'. It was beautiful.

On the Coug/Husky note I found out just recently that my husband, a WSU Alumni, is a mudblood. That's right he has purple running through his blood. These are things a die hard coug girl such as myself should learn before taking the walk down the aisle. It was as if I had married a complete stranger. And the way I found out....this is wonderful....here we are at a wedding and one of my husband's highschool buddies comes up to us and starts talking about how he remembers that Andy used to wear UW sweatshirts and t-shirts all the time, and how all he ever talked about was going to UW. Talk about a punch to the stomach...I know it is SHOCKING. The best part of this whole thing is that UW denied him admissions.

Well that's it for now and remember GO COUGS!!!

The Power of the Force is To Strong

Alright, you guys finally broke me down and I have created a blog, I too must say "thanks, Lynnae". Anyway, life finds me in the glorious town of Shelton, WA. I never pictured myself living the "small town" life, but here I am. My husband sucked me in, with all his charm and now I am stuck and I say stuck because that is what I am. I love my family and with that comes Shelton. My husband grew up here and doesn't even see the point in playing the "I could live there" game with me, so I know I will be here for life as well. But I guess that is why they throw in the whole "for better or worse" in the 'ol marriage vows.

Well that is all I have for now, I don't want to share everything right away or I will never have another blog to write.