We had quite a scare this weekend. BabyKV, MamaKV and I decided we were going to go out and about Sunday afternoon to find some decorations for the new house. So we packed up BabyKV and packed the car with the diaper bag, stroller, car seat, microwave, sofa, small village ….. no wait no microwave, and headed out to the local craft store.

Once we get to the craft store we set everything up and 10 minutes later finally heading into the store. BabyKV is happy as can be sucking on “Bunnys” plastic feet. Bunny was adopted by our family when the neighbors down the street gave us a bag of toys and clothes that their daughter no longer played with. Since getting Bunny BabyKV and him have become the best of friends. They spend hours together just chatting and keeping each other company. Today was no exception.

MamaKV and I looked at some of the house decorations as we pushed BabyKV and Bunny around through the store, but there was not much here that fit our style. So after about 10 minutes in the store we decided that there is nothing here for us and we are heading to the MOTHERLAND of house things, TARGET.
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As some of you have probably noticed I was MIA for the last few days. No I was not sick, lost, or being lazy in fact just the opposite. I moved.

My wife and I recently bought a house and Tuesday was moving day. Wednesday was unpacking day. Thursday was unpacking day. Friday was take wall paper off day. Saturday was paint day. Sunday was finishing cleaning and birthday party day (mother-in-law).

Since I have a nice cushy state job and get a RIDICULOUS amount of time off I took the entire week. Well the good times are over and I am now back at work. Yuck.

I wanted to take this blog post today and list a few facts about moving.
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Sometimes while laying in bed at night before I fall asleep I think about events that have happened in my past.  Sometimes they are good memories, sometimes they aren’t ….but this one is funny.

I have bowled regularly on a Ten Pin league for about 5 years (not consecutive). A few years back I bought a used ball from the “Pro Shop” (really just a dude selling balls and shoes) at the local bowling alley. The ball was nice, it was a good deal, and it knocked down pins, that is until l I boiled it to death…..

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