I'm all out of practice. I think part of the problem is that I have so much to blog about right now that I don't know where to start. I have some update kind of stuff and some more thinking kinds of posts brewing.
The thing that's on my mind most right now it my tattoo. I got it. I love it. The experience of getting it merits its own post; it was truly one of the most meaningful things I've ever done. I'll post pictures as soon as I get around to taking them, but it's in my inside left ankle, and it's almost 3" in diameter. It's amazing. I talk about it nonstop and show it to everyone. I can see why getting tattoos is addictive. While I don't expect that I'm going to get a bunch more, I am thinking about how I can add Maddie and Riley's names to what I got so that the whole Goose family is right there on my ankle.
We got back to Boston last night, and I'm at work today. I have mixed emotions about being "home." It's really hard to feel like home is two places that are on opposite sides of the country. I can only begin to imagine how immigrants must feel. It was sweet to see the kids so excited to be in their own playroom, and they slept like angels last night, from 7:15 p.m. to 7:15 a.m. It was great for all of us, as they did OK with the time change in Oregon, but never really slept as well as they do at home. A solid night's sleep and a long, hot shower this morning went a long way to making me feel good about being back.
About that long, hot shower, though . . . before I left for Oregon, my shower drain was fine. When I took a shower this morning, it was completely stopped up. Odd, no? Luckily, my dad is here, having flown to Boston with me to help out with the twins, so he was able to be the man of the house when the plumber came at 10:00 and removed a giant hair clog from the drain. Yuck. But at least that's taken care of. We only have one bathroom, and something about air travel always makes me feel really grimy. Thus, by extension, the twins must feel grimy, so I am hell-bent on giving them a bath tonight.
Evidently, being out of practice with posting means that I post boring things. I'll work on that. And on pictures of the tattoo. More interesting things to come.