the Nonsense in Between

They are clouds without rain, blown along by the wind;
autumn trees without fruit and uprooted — twice dead.
(Jude :12)

Winters in Denver are brutally cold, unbearably long and bring with them ungodly amounts of snow. People here will tell you that all of that is made okay by the "frequent" sunny days and they'll also boast about how quickly all that snow melts-- which, honestly, never really does, instead it accumulates in unsightly mounds of grit and grime that don't disappear until nearly summer. But what makes winters here even worse is that all the melting and freezing causes hazardous cracks and craters called potholes -- small ones, big ones, GIANT ones that close down major highways for days at a time.

I hate potholes (literally and figuratively). fuck winter.

Too many good things (and midterms) have been happening around here, keeping us very busy. We did manage to find the time to fall in love with a house and put a bid on it. I don't care how many other offers there are on it, I am getting my hopes up.

Get your hopes up for us too and hopefully we will be inviting you to celebrate our first home very soon.