Hmmm, where to start?
Last week was kind of a bummer that put us in a funk for a while. Without going into it too much, Eric called and offered Travis his old job back at a humongous raise (it's nice to be loved). I think we knew immediately that it wasn't something we should pursue but that was the hardest decision we've ever made. Anyway, a week of the blues ensued.
We had Chloe's birthday party on Friday since Trav, Halle, and I had to go to Atlanta on Saturday for an Arbonne convention.
The convention was good. If it didn't do anything else it showed me that I have a personal journey to take, not just monetarily, but there are some kinks I need to work out. You know, comfort zone and all.
Anyway, Halle has two teeth now and Chloe is a beautiful 4 year old. Wow, time flies!
Amanda is grounded for two months. It's a long story, again, last week was rough.