Don't worry. I don't have too many picture requests left. I should be able to finish them this week, and then I will have to start posting things of actual substance again. Kind of.
Liz asked to see the view from my front window or door. Here it is:
Notice how my neighbors still have some evergreen garland stuff and their freaking Christmas wreath up? And this picture was taken in March? It is driving me CRAZY.
And here is my front door, in case you want to stalk me. Please note the lack of Christmas decorations BECAUSE IT IS MARCH.
We live pretty close to the middle of nowhere. Not really, as we are in close proximity to multiple SuperTargets, but our town is barely a suburb. I took some pictures today on our way home from one of the SuperTargets. In case you are wondering, H is eating a piece of string cheese while driving in this first picture. And neither of his hands is on the wheel. Scary!
H and I constantly debate the merits of living in the city versus living so far out. It is nice to have a big yard and a relatively big house. When we go out, we never have to worry about on-street parking or traffic or crime. But it takes a long time to get to work, and we are surrounded by families (as opposed to childless people our age). We are jealous of our friends with cool condos in the cities, but after we had a townhouse next to the Domestic Violence Neighbors, we were ready for a house. We like where we are for now, but I think in a few years we will move closer to the cities. Then we will be the only family surrounded by younger childless people because we are backwards like that.