Love You, Mom!

Happy Mother's Day, Mom. I am continually learning (through the two small goobers below---not the dancing goobers) exactly how hard being a Mother can be. The more I learn (and the more grief the two goobers below give me), the more I appreciate all you did and are doing for me.

You are one of the most generous people I know. And let's face it, you always knew how to have a good time.

I know you are going to want to wring my neck for this picture. I am ok with that.

For your present we finished your quilt top. Eowyn helped. Ok, so you paid me to make it for you. But still.

We love you and wish you a Happy, happy day.

I'm content

Just in case you're like me and you struggle with contentment, especially over how big your space isn't....(I feel claustrophobic just watching this video).



My questions:

1. If you're that concerned about greenhouse gases, why not live in a tent? Or a spacious igloo? Or a tepee?

2. Why must you use the word "tiny" so often?

3. Do you have a wife, and, if so, is she tiny? Because, seriously, two people would not be able to maintain their sanity if they spent all day in that...ahem, tiny house.

4. So, do you hunt for your food? Because with your tiny fridge, I'd think you'd be running to the grocery store twice a week just to feed yourself. That's not very energy efficient, is it?