January: D. went to Chicago and Phoenix this month and K. went to Lexington to go wedding dress shopping with R. They found THE dress at the very first store, which was seriously good luck given K.’s longstanding dislike of shopping.
February: D. went to Chicago and Boston. K. had her first ever DNF (did not finish) in a race. She and the two friends she was running with planned to not finish (long story) but boy was it hard to abandon her first child perfectionist tendencies. D. wrecked his car this month, a rather expensive way to get a new car.
March: K. and T. both celebrated non-milestone birthdays this month. Other than that, no idea.
April: You know how they say bad things come in threes? Both T. and W. wrecked their cars this month. So much for “Do as I say, not as I do.” Definitely costly to imitate D.!
May: D. went to Detroit and K. ran the Mountains to Main half marathon with friends. R. passed the first of her six licensure exams to be a fully-fledged architect and T. was hired on full time as a Staff Geologist for Weaver Consulting. He’s still dealing with hot trash water but getting to do more interesting things too (although how you beat tramping around in hot trash water in a landfill, I don’t know). K. and D. quietly celebrated their 30th anniversary this month.
June: K. headed to Michigan for the summer and being gone means she had no idea where D. was traveling.
July: W. brought his girlfriend up north to meet some of the family this month. Her first day there, K.’s mom tripped and split her face open on a rock, requiring 13 stitches and some good painkillers. The second day, fishermen ran over the waterline leaving us without water so the poor girl was told “no flush, no brush, no shower” until it was all fixed. Pretty sure she didn’t run away screaming only because we’re on an island and she was trapped. Also of note, copious amounts of blood will stain wooden decking for a very long time and no amount of scrubbing helps, so plan your murders accordingly.
August: W. graduated from FAU with his MBA this month and K. and D. got to experience the dubiously sweaty pleasure of Florida in August. Also this month, T.’s girlfriend, A., moved in with him in Lexington so we’ve acquired another grandcat.
September: This month was all about the wedding. It was a beautiful, blustery day on Mackinac Island and K. can tell you all the things that went wrong behind the scenes (so many things!) but at the end of the day R. and J. ended up married and happy and that’s what counts. T. stepped up to be the DJ for the wedding and if you need him, I imagine you can book DJ Jazzy T at the friends and family discount. The weekend after the wedding found K. back in North Carolina running a 50K (31.2 miles for the non-metric among you). She had a great time and is planning to do it again next year—plus she’s likely to be insufferable and mention that she’s an ultramarathoner in every conversation from here to eternity. You’ve been warned.
October: D. went on a football guys’ weekend to Charleston and Columbia while K. went on a girls’ weekend to Dreher Lake State Park in South Carolina this month. Maybe soon they’ll actually take a trip together (like the 30th anniversary trip they’ve discussed but not planned yet!).
November: D. went to Denver. All the Ks. converged on Lexington for Thanksgiving. Cooking a meal for eleven out of an Airbnb kitchen is less than ideal but no one got food poisoning and everyone had food so we’re calling it a success even if several dishes didn’t make it on the table on the day of. Who needs cranberry anyway? (Short answer, we all do, but eating it with leftovers instead is okay too.) Also, K. convinced everyone to do the Turkey Trot with her. She beat them all (the only kid running it was injured and the rest of them walked but we don’t have to admit that) and has bragging rights for the next year.
December: D. went to New York. R. took her third licensure exam and is now legally 1/2 an architect. Most importantly this month, D. gave K. her Christmas present early and Miss Harper, the cutest little ball of schnauzer fluff you’ve ever seen, joined the family. We’re deep into housebreaking and it looks to be a long road but she’s worth it. Ozzie and Sammy were less than delighted by the gift of Harper but they’re coping, unless she keeps stealing their cat treats; then it might be out and out war.
As the year comes to a close, we once again hope that you are surrounded by peace, love, and happiness now and throughout the coming year.
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