long overdue

wow. i am an awesome blogger. only three months since my last post! it's because i'm incredibly busy you see... so this blog will serve to briefly update you on where i've been the last few months.

july came & went so fast! brett and i got settled into our new luxury pad. i LOVE it. it is SO spacious! it's a bit of a pain to keep clean (to a normal OCD chica) and a lot more expensive to cool than our uber-efficient tiny box that we used to live in. we've had plenty of friends (and plenty of room for them) hang out, which i love! the more the merrier! and we've had family visit on two separate occasions since the move. the memory foam sacks, although large and a little tacky, are a hit!

august, i can't even remember august. i finally, for the first time all year, did not work ANY overtime. yes, i saw it in my paycheck, but it was worth it! brett's dad and brother spent the first week of the month with us. fun times my friends! we did A LOT of binge drinking. yikes! add a little karaoke, a lot of friends, a day or two at the beach and good eats... sounds like a good time to me! and it was! to be responsible, we finally registered our cars in the state of California. oh joy. and then i decided on a whim to fly home during September...

september i headed back to good 'ole iowa in search of my favorite season, fall. ah, fall. the cool breeze, the crisp air, the leaves morphing into beautiful beings, millions of tiny stars in the sky, my family surrounding me... and me falling fast asleep in a cold bed, alone. i had so much fun, it was much needed r&r (who knew i would need it the very NEXT week?!). i surprised my grandma, much to MY surprise, did not recognize me. how long have i been gone? jeesh! and then surprised my bestest cousin ever! i wish the trip could have been longer, but it obviously could not have been. God knew i needed to be in la, just in time for brett to get in a nearly fatal car accident. yep i said it. sucky sucky sucky september... more on the accident later...

and now, it's october. which i was SO excited for. last year brett PROMISED (he's in denial about his promise) that we could go to knott's scary farm this year. i begged, literally begged, him to go last year. we did not. this year was the year. not anymore. grandpa booty can't be struttin' his walker around the park. probably shouldn't be tossing his insides around quite yet either as they are still healing from major abdominal surgery. ugh. i'm annoyed. i really, REALLY, wanted to go. i mean, yeah i guess... look on the bright side... brett IS still alive. he has no spinal cord injuries. no brain injuries (the doctors claim! show me the CT and i'll be the judge of that!). he can talk, walk, eat & even poop now. i know i'm being whiny about this whole knott's scary farm thing, but come on man! we ARE going next year. WE ARE!