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And we end the year with a semi-functional new kitchen. 2017 was such a hard year, and yet there is so much to be grateful for. I cannot believe this 365 project is over! I plan to reflect on it, and continue a modified 365 in 2018, so stay tuned for all that!
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Definition of spoiled right here.
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These two. iPhone.
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Sunsets at Norman's playfield. Ok, so it's actually the elementary school's playfield, but whatever.
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I absolutely love that my roses bloomed three times this year!
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Gotta take advantage of the snow days while they last in this town!
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Really Natty? A box? I would have thought you'd be above that cliche. Merry Christmas everyone!
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What a wonderful gift to have a white Christmas! My day was spent caring for a sweet baby whose parents couldn't be with him, and who just wanted his hand held while he slept. To watch the snow coming down outside was just the cherry on top.
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Roses even in the winter!
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Special things come out at Christmas time. This is a Grandma Oleah heirloom.
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This lady. I owe so much to her.
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Best sick day buddy there is.
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Storm light and windy days.
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How he waits for dad to come home.
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In the dark you can almost mistake it for a functioning kitchen. Almost.
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Birds. And lots of iPhone photos. Sorry.
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Little dude hitchin' a ride with Grandma.
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A very special spot along Lake Washington.
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I sold my Subaru today. She was my companion for 13 years, took me to Baltimore via the deep south, on a road trip from there to Maine, back to Seattle via the Midwest, Seattle to Salt Lake and back, and Seattle to San Diego and back several times. She witnessed and gracefully tolerated some of my worst road rage, squeezed into some impressively tight parking spaces, and got me safely to work through many a snow storm. She was puked and pooped in, slobbered on, broken into (multiple times), side-swiped, rear-ended, and did a rear-ending (whoops). She was zippy and our favorite activity involved on-ramps. I will miss her dearly, but Lord, my left foot will not miss that clutch in traffic.
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Foggy, brisk morning. I love fog.
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This dog. He is literally my saving grace right now.
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Saint Nick stopped by last night.
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Waiting for dad to come home. I told him it would be at least another 10 hours, but he didn't believe me.
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Two full days of daycare for a dog who does not self-regulate during playtime is apparently exhausting. He skipped his dinner, and I had to physically carry him to bed. Such a baby.
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This photo is crap, but it was taken on December 1st. Norman's first full day at daycare. He was (wait for it...) DOG tired! Hahaha! I crack myself up.