January 2012
December 2011
Dakota wants to build me a house.
I guess we need some land first.
But he’s getting really anxious about it. It’s quite sweet. I won the lottery when I fell in love with a chef who is the son of a green builder.
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2012
In 2012 I will (and I mean I will because the wheels are already turning and plans and dates are set in place):
Take French lessons with my girl Alex.
Go on daily hikes by the river or in the meadow with cows.
Drink more hot tea.
Make my own laundry detergent.
Tan my own deer hide for my leather company.
Learn to shear sheep and dye and weave my own yarn.
Raise and kill my own turkey...
