I swear, my vacation wasn’t 6 months long…

…how I wish… but no.

We went on vacay. Here’s proof!

Gettin’ in a little history lesson

LaFonda, conquering the dunes north of Duck – no tow truck required here!

Karma wanted to bite the ocean and the crabs.
Ellie wanted to warn everyone that if they went into the ocean, they might die.
We were the noisy crew at the beach.
Sorry, not sorry.

A word to the wise: Never schedule a vacation and a move within the same calendar month. Or the same quarter. Or just don’t move. (And definitely not with these movers – highly unsatisfied customer right here.)

Bonus wisdom: Never go on vacation, move a week after you return from said vacation and then get involved in a car accident while leading the movers to your new abode.

Bonus BONUS wisdom: If you can avoid it, also never get hit by an unlicensed, uninsured, hit-and-run driver with a neck tattoo while not doing any of the above.

And people wonder why sometimes I wish I could just never leave my house. I have a hashtag for this – #Icannotmakeupmylife – it’s gonna catch on, way better than Fetch ever did.

The above, plus 3 subpoenas and countless chiropractor’s visits later, are the reason why I have been such a deliquent blogger. I’m still fighting with insurance companies, but I found an awesome chiropractor who I’m now on a first name basis with… and his staff. I’m sure it helps that there aren’t really that many Donitas in his patient pool.

I was able to knit afterwards, after a month or so, but things have been crazy. We’re just now feeling like we know where things are in our house.

We also had a great time visiting some Ohio festivals this fall: Dublin Irish Festival in August & the Ohio Renaissance Festival in September & October. (Yeah, I know. Two groups of friends. It happens!) We also gained a new nephew & he needed some super-hero knitting. More on that later!