THE GRAND OPENING

Today is the day. The day they've been talking about. The day they've been dreaming about. The day they jump in and change the world one art piece at a time. 

There have been countless phone calls. There have been so many, many texts. There have been tattoo conventions.

There has been laughter There have been prayers There has been planning and prepping. There has even been mopping.

There has been blood, sweat, and tears.
(Mostly sweat, not a lot of blood, and TEARS OF JOY)
All for this moment.

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Feeling Va Klempt

"I'm feeling a little Va Klempt tonight... Talk amongst yourselves. There it passed"
Saturday Night Live: Coffee Talk (please do yourself a favor and follow that link)
COFFEE TALK... it's gotta be one of my all time favorite SNL skits, But seriously, go click that link and see what I'm talking about.
Ok the reason for my Va Klempt state of being is that  As we are having quite a few "lasts" these past days...
Last Day of School Last Saturday Market  Last Baseball games Last Field Trips Last Dinner Dates Last Party with friends Last Hike in the Woods with family.... Well, all these lasts, or goodbyes, or until next time have got me all choked up.
I can't even begin to put into words how grateful I am to the people we have met, and come to know here in Washington. The family and friends here have been a support to us that we will never forget. Anyone who has ever lived somewhere "foreign" can understand the plight of the "foreigner."
We came here having no knowledge of what Slugs felt like. Not knowing that summer weather doesn't really kick in until July, but once it gets going it's a beauty that has NO comparison. We have come to know how to handle the mold that grows if you leave ANYTHING out even for a night. You have embraced our flips flops in winter. Our lack of rain boots in the spring and umbrellas in plenty in the fall. You made us feel like one of your own right from the start (Something, I'm told rarely ever happens here). And now, to say goodbye just doesn't seem right. For tonight I will say.... Until we meet again,  and by again  I mean next Summer when it's like 100 and hellish HOT in Nevada come find me here in this beautiful 70 degree yellow cabin in the woods ;) In the mean time you can find me Riding the Ducks tomorrow with my 3rd grader on his field trip. And I will be singing.......
Hello Seattle  
I refuse to say Goodbye

18 years

18 years.

18 years of love notes.

18 years of laughter.

18 years of morning coffee talks.

18 years of wonder.

18 years of memories.

18 years of  live music.

18 years of SNL nights. 

18 years of sleeping in on the weekend.

18 years of baseball games.

18 years of groceries.

18 years of cooking together.

18 years of laundry.

18 years of dreaming.

18 years of surprises.

18 years of  Christmas morning.

18 years of tenacity. 

18 years of long, deep, questioning conversations.

18 years of prayers.

18 years of forgiveness.

18 years of silly faces. 

18 years of hugs.

18 years of houses.

18 years of  VW adventures.

18 years of parties.

18 years of kisses.

18 years of sun.

18 years of rain.

18 years of loving you like nobody's loved you.