Why, hello there, August.

I have to confess: July is my least favorite month of the year.  It’s (smoldering) hot, only has one holiday, and is just a little too liminal for my taste.  It also increases my freckle collection; can’t forgive it for that one.

Now, August — that’s a month I can commit to.  Do you remember that scene in You’ve Got Mail where Tom Hanks tells Meg Ryan he’d like to send her a big bouquet of school supplies?  I’d like that too, please, Tom.

I think August might be the real January.  At least, that’s what it feels like when your internal clock is set on school time (and very well could stay that way for the rest of your working life).

For us, this “new year” has a lot more “newness” in it than the one that happened back in January.  We’re both starting new jobs, new classes; we’re working towards moving into a H-O-U-S-E (gasp!); the Tenth Street Garden is producing veggies; and our income finally looks like it belongs to grown-ups (bigger gasp!).

We have some belated resolutions, too.  This school year, we’re sharpening our Katniss Everdeen skills to make sure we have a good sense of preparedness — emotionally, spiritually, financially, and physically.  Even after just one year of marriage, we’re tired of surprises — especially the ones that drain our bank account or make us feel like God is giving us the cold shoulder.

Preparedness also means making sure you have a theme song.  This big-haired bad boy is ours:

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  1. Very insightful, as always, Courtney. I miss you guys, but I’ll see you in less than two weeks! I’ll also work on my Katniss skills.


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