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Monday, March 31st, 2008
Haha, gotta love postal humor. ![]()

Haha, gotta love postal humor. ![]()

At Easter, my parents gave us a dozen fresh eggs they get from a local farmer (by local, I mean 30 minutes north, but they go up there almost daily). They are all organic and fed naturally. Even the containers are recycled! We used a bunch of eggs last week to make our ritual “breakfast for Sunday night dinner” and now I’m hooked. Anyone know where I can get local and organic eggs?
So husband got a new job at the place he used to work, before we moved to Monroe. When we bought our house here he’d just started working at Chrysler in Toledo so it was a convenient half way point. Now, he will be driving to Wixom daily, about 45 minutes. I can’t say that I’m jealous (though I’d happily take that kind of raise!).
But at the prospect of eventually moving “closer to civilization”, as I call it, I find myself sad. There are a lot of things I’ve grown to love here, and I always pictured our next house to be on a large lot with fields and what not. Hard to do anywhere but Monroe, right? So we’ll see. That’s not for a few more years, anyway. We’re too consumed with renovating THIS house.