The Gate from Hell

I would have cried had it not been so ludicrous; picture me in a downpour wearing heels and white pants while a dragging a metal gate behind the 12-foot trailer being towed by my minivan.

First sign of trouble: a disturbing grating noise coming from behind the van as I drove to see a performance of “The Nutcracker” at Samford University. My first thought; please don’t tell me I’m dragging my gate down the street. I’m already late. Continue reading “The Gate from Hell”

Update

It’s been a while since the last post. This is not to say that things have been dull.

I am 99% finished with the house in Avondale (the one that I posted BEFORE photos of) and have a very interested party who may even be submitting an offer today. Stay tuned. AFTER photos shall appear next week. The place is gorgeous. The best one yet. And I say that with profound gratitude to all Mike did to help me in this business both before and after his death. I really feel like he was looking out for me in all of this, as crazy as that may sound.

I’ve been doing a bit of yardwork here and there. We’re going to set up a garden fort on Monday, which would have been Mike’s 41 birthday. There is a large part of me that is still either in denial (I cannot believe that Mike is really gone forever) and wants to fight this reality (NO! and maybe if I say it again, it will all turn out to be a horrible nightmare). Continue reading “Update”

Birdhouse Factory (Cirque Works) and Soccer

So we did some normal family things.

On Saturday, I took the kids to a Circus/theater performance filled with amazing gymnastics and humor.  Kind of a highbrow version of Barnum and Bailey–it was what I imagine Cirque du Soliel  is like.  Many in the Cirque Works troupe are former olympic and college level gymnasts, with a couple of trapeze artists and a contortionist thrown in for good measure. Continue reading “Birdhouse Factory (Cirque Works) and Soccer”