The Mommy Talks

This Sunday, we celebrated Fall and Halloween at the pumpkin patch...

I went by the new house again yesterday. I'm annoying like that. Everyone associated with building that house is going to cringe when they see the Camry round the corner or see my name pop up on caller ID. I just can't help myself. The outline of the house had been staked off for the slab to be poured...this is good! I met my new neighbor, Cliff...hanging in his driveway, having a smoke. I told him about myself and my family. He told me that he and his wife have grown kids and that their grandchildren are over often. I asked him if they live nearby and he described the location as the neighborhood that my parent's live in! That, my friends, is not a coincidence that city-people encounter...only in Smalltown, USA.

We signed the contract nearly a month ago now. It's been stated that we are essentially, homeless until at best December and at worst January. But we've been waiting for something, anything to happen at the little speck of earth where our house will eventually be. And yesterday, it finally happened. Dirt has been pushed around. Permits are posted. An under contract sign has been placed. Gravel has been dumped for the construction vehicles! It's not exactly a ground-breaking, but it's something.

This is Nathaniel Thompson--DOB 4/24/07

This is Ava Elizabeth--DOB 2/9/05

...and my husband, and my two kids. Ok, I know L-O-S-E-R. What happened was this: At the very end of August we put our house up for sale. In this horrible market, we expected the thing to sit on the market while we decided where to actually move. To our joy, dismay, horror, shock, surprise, etc, etc, etc the thing sold in 6 days. I'm not kidding. We took a look at our resale options, but fell in love with a model home that had everything we could possibly want and more. One tiny problem...it isn't built yet and we're told that it will take 4 months. So you see, I live with my parents.