Why yes, I do still exist

Since I've last posted, I've gone on a much-needed vacation with Hubs & his family, taken 20 students to a week-long retreat (also much-needed), gone white-water rafting, worked like crazy with our summer interns, turned 27, become addicted to Pinterest, watched So You Think You Can Dance with friends, worked like crazy some more, welcomed my little brother home from 4 months of National Guard training, read the first 4 Harry Potter books, celebrated Hubs' grandparent's 60th wedding anniversary, welcomed a new staff member to our team, went camping and survived training week for our 130ish summer camp staff.

And that, my friends, is why I haven't blogged in a while. 

Sometimes I wish I had a better memory, or at least the good habit of taking pictures, so I would be able to recall all this craziness in a few years.  But since my memory has never been anything more than mediocre, and even when I remember to bring the camera, we always forget to take actual pictures, I guess I'll just have to make do.  Oh well, maybe when we have kids we'll document our life better.  Until then, I'll settle for attempting to live it well.  Which, busy as I have been, I've been enjoying.  It's nice to have Hubs home earlier in the day (depending on what he's working on) and enjoy the summer weather and hang out with friends.  I guess I'd rather have a well-lived life than a well-documented one.  Especially because then, I'd be tempted to scrapbook.  And while the temptation would be real, I really do not enjoy projects that never end or cost a boatload of money.

In other news, we've started moving past the "someday we won't be renters anymore" phase and into the "let's call our realtor lady friend and ask her millions of questions" phase.  [Insert me panicking about money and refusing to eat anything but pb & j for lunch here.]  So while we have yet to actually drive to a house and poke around inside, it's an exciting thing to dream about.

So even though living life well today involved going to a funeral to support someone from church and going shorts shopping at a thrift store, followed by "resting" on the couch, I'm glad I'm doing it.