I realized the other day that this will probably be my last Christmas in the house I’ve lived in my entire life. My parents are building a new house which should be done some time this summer. I’m very excited, but a little sad at the same time. Home has always been 718 Baltic Ln for me and it’s hard to imagine anywhere else being home. I know, I know, home is not so much the building as the people who live there, but it’s hard to seperate the two when a place is assosiated with so many memories. So, this Christmas I’m feeling a little nostalgic.
Me in 3rd grade
I had fun going through pictures with you this afternoon. Good times.
*A coment to make you feel better about yourself*
I understand. In some cases they make my day. I went to the Potter’s Wheel today to see if you were working, but obviously you weren’t.
Aww, if you had come yesterday I was there all day. Well it’s the thoguht that counts, I’ll be working a lot next week, you should come and make something!
Maybe I will. The studio is in desperate need of my work.