It's probably a bad time to write a new post. I'm not exactly well rested and in charming spirits. But I've sat down here a number of times to post and have had to give up because life was calling. Matt has the two big boys with him this morning and Mathias is toddling and destroying happily. So this is my chance. I'm going to go sew myself a new dress in a little bit. But not yet. Do you love your life? What a weird question huh? I'm almost 35. And I wonder if I love my life. Kind of like the people who survived the world trade center thing..... a lot of them dropped their big career ambitions and decided to "go for it"....it being the thing they really loved. Rather than the thing that was getting them up the ladder in their career. So I've not survived the world trade center but I wonder if I'm doing what I love. Is 35 old enough for a mid life crisis? Just wondered...