Colorado Crockers

Groomsman Matt and the flower girls in our hotel lobby This pretty much sums up Annabelle's attitude about the whole thing. The girls. My mother in law, me, Tara (Pauls girlfriend) and Danika (Lukes wife) The beautiful bride and loving groom.

I am not a big fan of excuses. I find myself making them more often than I mean to. Like right now, I am going to provide you with a list of excuses for why I have been a failure to blog. Maybe I can call them "explanations" just to keep my pride intact. -House hunting in Jersey. I didn't take my lap top and Matt's didn't play well with blogger. Actually it crashed every time I tried to post something. So I gave up. Try and try again? Not so much. -Wedding. Matt's baby bro got hitched and we were involved. I have pictures...and stories. I will share at a later date. -Hand surgery. So I was thinking this was going to be no big deal. So much so that I drove myself (getting hopelessly lost in the process and showing up half an hour late) Only to be told I had to keep my hand wrapped and elevated for 4 days. Ummm yeah. Unless they were going to provide me with a nanny service that SOOOO wasn't happening. But still, I couldn't type. -Moving and packing. ...

Well, I guess this makes it real. I am in Jersey, looking for a place for our family to live. The trip out here was hell. I don't mind flying and am fairly patient when it comes to some delays and things as such, but this was ridiculous. I won't go into the whole thing but let me sum it up: plane struggled to take off from CO, layover in Ohio, plane still had mechanical issues, should have landed at 9 pm and didn't end up rolling in until almost 3 a.m. Oh, and we landed at the wrong airport. The next day we made tracks...after very large cups of coffee and sleeping in a bit. Our idea was to rent out here, but then we saw the market. Houses that were selling in the half million range are down into the high $200's. So, we could throw away $50k or so over the next few years renting a house, or we could roll the dice and assume the market will rebound a bit and buy a house. There are sooooo many to chose from! We could even take a loss selling the house in a few years and S...

This is like saying "Water is a bit damp- ish " I despise mornings, loathe them, shutter at the thought. And I am not just being dramatic. I wake up with gritty eyes. My body refuses to obey the thoughts in my head, and the thoughts are scarce . It tastes like something crawled into my mouth...and died. My hair looks as though I have been taste testing light sockets. This morning started with a shrill and panicked cry from Annabelle, who couldn't seem to find her binky , at a little after 6 am. I stumble out from beneath the massive pile of warm covers, trip over the dog who is obnoxiously wagging his way down the hall, excited to start his day. I find the rogue binky and try to reason with a hungry, indignant one year old that the day isn't ready to start. She wins. In all his exuberance, Otis' tail thumping the wall manages to rouse the 3 year old. She chirps a "Hi mommy, whats for breakfast?". We have yet to make in down the stairs. My mood is bl...