Speaking of a two bedroom my hope was we'd be out of here into a real house by now. That won't be the case for awhile. I'm sad but trying to accept it. That does get me thinking about painting. Painting would get rid of this horrible paint they've used that collects fingerprints and add some color to these white walls. Might as well get all my practice out on an apartment!
Brando has started his own blog, web site, and photo album. I've been blogging for two years and have put up less than five pictures of our faces total. Never mentioned our names yet he's blogged for a week and has both. Oh well. I'm not going to share the link here though you're welcome to email me for it!
I am missing my home. Santa Cruz. Home is where the heart is and though my heart is here a small piece of it is still there. Santa Cruz County Fair is coming up and S keeps asking when we get to go the place where the girl painted on his face again. Brando has said he'd be fine with us going out to Cali to visit. I'm debating whether I should cause such an uproar when I'm trying so hard to support him in his business and in life. I think I'm home sick. I know this is where our home is now and I want to make it that way. I don't want to confuse things by going back and forth. Never mind my children being confused, but me! I don't often ask for advice on matters of the heart but I'd love to hear what you guys think.
Texas Angel, HoneyBrowne