Where everybody knows your name...

It still takes some getting used to... having people see us and say, "Oh... you're those dollar house people, right?" and then based on the tone they use when asking, we either enthusiastically admit to it, or act like we don't know what they are talking about. Since our YouCaring site is experiencing a lull in activity, I tend to go with enthusiasm anyway ;)

I imagine this is the face we make when deciding whether or not to admit to being "The dollar house people"

We were blessed to attend a wedding yesterday for one of my big brother's best friends. It was a gorgeous wedding, full of people I've known since I was knee high to a grasshopper (thank you, Asheville, for teaching me that saying!). Everyone wanted to know how our mission was going and was more enthusiastic than us about how far we have come with the website. That's the part I've really loved about all this-- people have shown us so much love and generosity and it is such an amazing feeling to know how many people care about us. I seriously cannot wait until the day we are able to buy a home and dedicate a room to all these people! Even more, I hope you all are able to come visit us and make the house our home :) Beer and bakery will be abundant.

That day may be a ways a way, but it's somewhere on the horizon. As for now, we signed a lease to rent the lower level of a duplex. We'll be packing up this circus and taking our show 6 minutes down the road at the end of October. My stress level rises and my face breaks out worse than my high school students' any time I even THINK about how much we have to do, but I'm going to continue to be as positive as possible. While we might get insanely busy for the next month, I am sure it will bring genuine motivation and inspiration to get me blogging... I'm sure we'll also have some ridiculous stories to tell along the way.

I think the next time I write I may have to indulge in a few glasses or Aaron's homebrews, I've been a little boring lately. I'll work on my humor this week- for the moment, I shall leave you with a terrible dad-joke on the eve of the day we all dread:

What did the fish say when it ran into the wall?

(insert drum roll and cymbal crash here)

Dam.

I'll be saying the same thing when my alarm goes off in just a few hours...