to our mailman

Dear Mr. Mailman,

Please accept our deepest apologies for the aggravation we've caused you over the last three and a half years as you've dealt with our tippy, rusty, creaky mailbox. We admit that we have missed countless opportunities to replace the sorry excuse for a mailbox.

First, when we moved in. We renovated so many other features of the house -- inside and out -- and yet somehow managed to neglect the dilapidated hunk of metal at the end of our driveway.

Second, a year or two ago when we received a postcard from the U.S. Postal Service with a not-so-subtle hint that our mailbox wasn't up to par.

Third, basically every single day for the last 1,260+ days when we opened the mailbox, half expecting you to have given up on us and left nothing ... or worse, left something. Like a nasty note, or roadkill, or a bomb.

We would have deserved it.

Again, please receive our humble apologies. We hope you will enjoy our new mailbox. We've dedicated it to you.

a tribute to my family

my brother ... getting a love attack from the dog.

my brother ... FLYING a plane??!

my brothers ... frying a squirrel.
(they didn't really fry it. right, boys? right???)

my parents ... shmoozing with the King of Swaziland.

my sister ... taking my dad's place while he was shmoozing with Swazi royalty.


i love and miss them all.

a lifelong dream fulfilled

I have always wanted to see an alligator. Why? I have no idea. But a few weeks ago, on our third annual vacation with our friends Dan & Tonya, I finally got my chance at a state park in South Carolina.

c-r-e-e-e-p-y! (and lazy -- he didn't move an inch.)

hoping someone is watching my back.

close enough to touch!

is he winking at me??

eating gator meat later that night.
(just kidding)

Uncle Sam

Uncle Sam, bearing a striking resemblance to my husband, showed up at the tax day protest yesterday, handing out free money to protesters.

See him in action here: http://www.facebook.com/p.php?i=684438575&k=32EXZYR33Z5M5BFCP156Y4

the new office

November: A toilet broke at David's office resulting in an inch of water throughout the first floor.
December: Still in the cleanup process and waiting on the insurance company for approval to start work.
January: The rebuilding begins.
February: The rebuilding continues.
March: We enjoy our first chill weekend in a loooong time and celebrate the grand re-opening.

front desk

exam room

waiting area

waiting area, looking into adjusting area

a very happy chiropractor ... ready to move some bones!