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2018, it's here.

Happy New Year! 2018 is here. Another year. Another year I didn't put out Christmas cards or thank you cards. My bad, I just don't have time.

 Once again. I look back and wonder what the heck I did. I accomplished one of my biggest fears this year! I flew across the pond! My first time to London! I saw the Queens Tower (aka Big Ben) and Stonehenge with my own eyes and envisioned being Jane Austen in Bath. I got sick this year more times than I've ever been sick. The worst sicky-ness I can imagine and I never wish that sicky-ness upon anyone! Strep throat is no joke and getting multiple times in a year is no fun! After years of waiting and searching I finally got my french bulldog! I sit here and look at him, play with him, snuggle him and cannot believe he is finally here! I dreamed of having my own Frenchie for years! Cooper, my black brindle, male french bulldog. He is everything I thought he would be and so much more! He is such a handful and sometimes I wonder what I did to our family, but I wouldn't trade him for anything! He cost more than my MacBook Pro and I know I'm not done having to spend money on him. I just convince myself he's an investment. Having four dogs is definitely challenging. 
Update: Well, I just came back to blog and realized I never published my blog! Urgh. Story of my life! Today is March, 25th. When did I actually this blog? Heck if I know! 
I'm the Worst! 

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