Round Two

      Kyle and I have lived in Pullman for one year now. I am ecstatic to say that Kyle got more then one scholarship, and we both got more then enough grants. Government, thank you for the wedding gift. It is strange how fast the last year went, and even stranger to think in May Kyle and I will be wearing black moo-moo's (some people call them graduation gowns) and receiving our diplomas. (Kyle will still have one semester left, but we are walking together since the winter ceremony is just not the same.) We finally gave our apartment some finishing touches in decor. Like a beautiful canvas print from our wedding that now hangs in the spot I left bare for a year. We brought the hope chest my Grandpa left me over here, along with a jewelry box from my Grandmother Rose. It still smells like him, and I love that about people. They sort of linger on in unexpected ways, as if to remind us they were here, and they loved us. He left me his family Bible. I assume other families have these things, each side of our family has one? My mom's has been carried down a few generations, and is the biggest Bible I have ever seen in my life! Flipping through them makes me feel connected to something bigger. Everyone who ever placed a note, or a flower in between the pages. Lastly, and not on such a meaningful level (well, Kyle may feel a deep connection with it) is a new flat screen TV. Trust me when I say, it was MUCH needed. We had a big honkin one from who knows when. Kyle also added two little wall decorations I had spotted at Palouse Treasures. He didn't let me get them, and about a week later I was having a long day at work, and I came home to them hanging on the wall in a perfect spot. He loves me.   
      School is in full swing, and already we are loaded down with papers and homework. Kyle has been in the library more then one late night. I think we are both just doing our best to stay ahead, or at least on top of everything while we still can. I am taking ballet, maybe if I feel brave I will post a video of my oh so flattering leotard. It is actually a lot of fun to attempt to be poised and graceful. I think after giving me seven older brothers, God is having a little chuckle to himself each time I put my ballet flats on. That is life for us right now. Nothing fancy, but still fun. 


Love, us