I’ve been blogging for a couple years now. Once Olive joined our lives, I took it up to religiously blog. Daily. There are a few reasons behind that decision, but the main one being that the blog serves as a sort of scrapbook of Olive’s life. Yes, I’m a crafty gal, but I’m not good with the scrapbooking… too many steps, too much paper and toxic adhesive, blah, blah, blah. So this way, I blog my thoughts and what happens in our lives each day, accompanying photos, hit “post” and I’m done. Memory book made! Ahhhh…
But here’s the thing: ever since our adoption became final, I’ve been tempted to make a little $$ on this gig. I don’t worry less about the government deciding to nab our baby back at this point, since she’s legally 100% ours, and now I only have to be concerned with creepy people looking at my sweet girl. But with the kickboxing and all, I can totally take anyone down if need be.
I digress.
The point is, I’m hoping to move my blog back to blogger.com again so that I can make a little moolah from ad space. Blogging takes a significant portion of my free time, and though I love doing it for us and Olive, I’d like to be a productive, money-grubbing member of this family, you know?
I’m still hammering out the details of how to make the transfer. WordPress and Blogger don’t really get along with each other and I’m having a little trouble. Read: anyone who’s a computer geek or married to one, please let me know as I need help transferring the files!!! For the time being, please make sure your bookmark to my blog is set at www.saintlouisfricks.com. You won’t need to change that at all – I’ll just move the site it points to.
In other news, Chester is out of surgery, doing well though groggy, and will spend the night at the vet for observation. Poor guy… But the leg is off, he’s sleeping and getting as many snuggles and loves as he can, and he’ll be back with us tomorrow! (Funny side story: had to go to PetsMart to buy an obscene amount of cat supplies for the millions of cats I’m in charge of now and ran into one of the vet techs at the vet I use for Tenth Life. We gabbed awhile and she’s in love with our tripod orange man too and wants him for her mom! So if the initial adopter doesn’t work out, maybe she will!)
Today marks 10 months of being a family of three. We’re well past the point of having Olive as much time as she spent with foster mom. Our little family is exactly what I want it to be. We take great comfort in spending time together and loving each other as much as we can. I get little hugs and kisses throughout the day (though never enough!) and Olive has even taken to squealing “ooo!” when she gives me a little squeeze. Love it. But the funniest thing of late is that she is starting to do the Toddler Limit Testing. And though it can be frustrating, it cracks us up. The one thing we have NO TOLERANCE for is violence, especially towards the kitties. And today she was on some kind of rampage and was scolded a couple times 
But it was SOOO hard to keep a straight face when I would say “OLIVE” in a stern voice b/c she’d turn to look at me with this crinkled, worried brow as though she were on the verge of tears. It took every ounce of strength to not giggle at this. But I didn’t!!!
Hoo-boy! This girls simultaneously wears me out and makes me swell with pride, love, and every yummy emotion under the sun. Love her.
