The last few months of our lives have been interesting. We've added a beautiful little girl to our family, wrecked a car, lost a job, found a new better job, found renters for our house, said goodbye to our dear friends/family in San Antonio, moved across the country, lived in a hotel for two weeks, contracted the Swine flu, found a cute house to live in that has a yard that needs some TLC, started preschool and the new job, and worst of all, watched BYU lose grossly to Florida State.
Now that I've got a moment to breathe, I find myself a little homesick for S.A. I really like being back in Utah, and I think I'll grow to love our new little small town, but right now I miss the feeling of belonging that I had in good ole Texas. Kinda funny since I've spent many more years in Utah than Texas. But there was something special about our little corner of San Antonio--and we left so quickly without a lot of choice in the matter--I just need to say goodbye to:
Our little neighborhood "Mormon Village"
Playgroup on Tuesday mornings, where there was always a good--sometimes controversial--conversation to be had.
99 cent Only store on Delivery Day.
My little Primary kids, whom I grew to love so much. You've never heard better singers! I wish I could be there for your primary program.
The San Antonio Temple, where I was a real regular there for awhile. I wouldn't have made it through without the peace and inspiration gained there.
The Riverwalk and the Alamo--we had a real routine down when visitors came.
ABCD Pediatrics--Tyler actually loved going to the Dr's. And we went there quite regularly for awhile when they were figuring out his asthma.
H-E-B--I was frustrated that this was the only grocery store in town, but they did have fun combo Loco's, and Tyler will forever cherish his H-E-Buddy blanket that we got from the H-E-Buddy bucks.
Our gorgeous back yard and patio that was so peaceful. Our myrtle trees, weeping willow tree, and lemon tree will be missed.
The Windcrest Ward choir. Best ward choir ever.
Angel Food Ministries--they don't have it in Utah. Seriously, if you're not in Utah, look it up. What a great program!
Blue Bell Ice Cream. There were so many flavors that I had to try still!
Texas pride. It's contagious.
Most of all, our dear friends and family there. We miss you tons!
Now, if you'll please excuse me, we're off to do something that I used to dream of while in Texas: take a Sunday drive in the Canyons. (There's definitely some positives to Utah living!)