Wow it doesn’t seem like it’s been September since I uploaded something to my blog. I write all the time, and I think of uploading but I guess I forget the last part. Last summer started smoothly, or as smoothly as it can be when you are remodeling your home. Most of the labor was done by Riddick. I’m the planner, accountant and sandwich maker. It was a huge job replacing flooring, windows, doors, siding and painting. I’m grateful for Riddick but I’m even more grateful that we are done. The end of summer wasn’t nearly as smooth and definitely wasn’t planned. Late August my step-son Ironman decided to move in with us and finish his senior year. Without going into gory detail that combination of having my in-laws (whom I adore) and my 18 year old red headed step child (yes he really is) was beautiful chaos. I don’t know how we all did it, but we did. As Mama and Papa ventured south in the fall and Ironman started school there was a peaceful lull where it was just the