Few regrets

The other day, our teenager bought herself a minion coloring book and told me her one regret was not buying a huge plush minion last year at the Stuttgart Spring Bazaar. When I queried the "one regret," she responded with this gem:

"I lived in Europe. I don't have many regrets."

Catching up

Wow!  It's been a long time.  Sorry about that.  Life happens.

So… what's happened since the last time I wrote?  Um, quite a bit, actually.  We continued to enjoy our time in Europe and traveled as much as we could right up to the end.  Then, we "enjoyed" the longest move of our lives.  No, really.  It started in March with pre-move appointments and the first pack-out happened in May.  It didn't end until we received our last shipment in late August.  It really was the never-ending move.  Except it did end.  Eventually.

Then, we moved right into schools and promotions and life in general.  Of course, I've managed to sneak a few trips in since getting back to the U.S.

So, that's the quick synopsis.  And I really will make an effort to post a little more often.  Especially now that I've recovered the password to get back into the blog…