Having a hard time . . .

. . . getting with the blogging program. While trying to re-establish the habit, this is all I could come up with for today: photos of our new old kitchen. Boring, I know. Just thought some of you would like to see where we're living these days.

To blog . . .

. . . or not to blog. That has been the question on my mind for some time now. Although Facebook has proven to be a HUGE time suck, it seems to be where the action is. I've finally made the decision, though, that this is where I prefer to keep up with friends and family and so I've dived into the blogging waters once again after an over-3-month's absence.

Where've I been? After weeks of packing up and listing our Florida house for sale I returned to central Illinois to begin serious house-hunting. Jim is still gainfully employed there and I have become comfortable within the art community. We loved our sweet little rented house but decided permanent residency required something a little larger and less expensive.

Found a sweet little Craftsman-style bungalow on a quiet street of well-maintained 1920s homes. A one block long, a dead end boulevard, it is an entire neighborhood unto itself.


It's a cozy, sunny little home with wonderful features of its era and not just a few quirks as well. We are looking forward to making it our own.

To that end, I have come to Indianapolis to nanny the children of our good friends Kevin and Tracy so that Kevin can fly to Tampa to assist Jim with the final move.

The good news is that despite the very poor real estate market and depressed economy our lovely Florida home has been sold. I won't miss the climate but there are still good friends there:

And of course I will miss our awesome pool!

Other things I will miss include the delectable works of talented sushi chef and owner of Kaisen, Ryo:

The awesome storms:

And Florida's special wildlife:

Finally, in the end it is as Freddy Mercury once sang: "Show must go on." Here begins yet another act.