It just keeps getting better.

I spent today with Mandy and Carb, taking some photos of them around Seattle for use in their wedding announcement and thank-you cards. We lucked out with fantastic weather, and afterwards we returned to Issaquah to pick up Randy for dinner.

At the Mexican joint up the street, the one with the great black and white oil paintings of classic Mexican cinema stills, Randy pointed out the window during the appetizer: “look, honey!”

It was a sheep, grazing happily about fifty yards away.

Fifteen minutes later he pointed again: “Look!”

It was a sheep and a baby sheep!

A few more minutes passed: “LOOK!”

A tiny white goat!

And a few minutes later there was a rooster!

It’s like someone knew my day just needed some farm animals to take me deliriously over the top.

That’s been the drill lately, with things getting better and better. We moved into our new little rental house on September 1st, and managed to get the place mostly in order by the time the Turkletons arrived last weekend. That was a super fun trip! We went to the Pike Place Market, hiked up Tiger Mountain, ate a LOT of cheese (still feeling the effects of that, btw), and just generally had a great time being together.

This weekend, while I had to work on Saturday, Randy sold the shed and watched as it was lifted and moved to its new location overlooking Lake Washington. The new owners really appreciate the amount of work that went into its construction, and while we’re sad to see it go we know how we’ll build it better next time.

We also hired a guy to tow our trailer to the place we’ll be storing it. I have been so wrapped up in the new place that I hadn’t really taken the time to examine how I felt about the old place. At least, not until I was standing in the trailer park driveway, nuzzling the neighbor’s cat, and watched four years of memories be dragged out of space #7. I got a little weepy, which freaked out the cat and made Randy look at me a little funny.

But really…in those four years, I’ve had four jobs, spent one year on crutches, ran a half marathon, learned how to embroider, got engaged, got married, learned how to be married, and countless other milestones big and small…all within the aluminum skin of that trailer.

I’ll always remember our time living there with a fond smile, and as the years pass I’m sure the memories will be even better in hindsight.