Tucker returned from a whirlwind trip to Montana right before the new year. He loves Montana and his CC (my sis). He cross country skied, and sledded, and ran around with his best buddy Ben. My sister and her friends spent countless hours taking him on adventures and playing with him. He has decided he is going to live up there. (I can join him if I would like to) I have conviced him to "tough" it out for the rest of the school year. Right now in Montana it gets down in the -10 to 20's, here it is in the 30-40s at night. Today it was in the 60s, no coat needed.
While he was gone I worked....and worked. And spent countless hours alone.
Yes, alone.
For the first time in years.
Mitch was around, sometimes, but he works alot and has his own busy life. For that I am glad, I never wanted to have grown men on the couch playing video games in their 20s. Mitch is self sufficient, has direction, a good job, money in the bank, and his own home with Monica. He is doing really well. I am always very proud of him.
So now it's just me and the high maintinence 11 year old.
Just like his mother.
Homemade Bread that I made. I am trying to eat better (Tucker too) so we are making more things from scratch. It tastes so much better.
The bread while it is rising one is an olive loaf and the rest are biscuits.
This is how I woke up this morning, with this lovely note lying on the floor in my room. Needless to say we are taking the day off, what else could you do with a note like this?
