Dear Ryan,

I'm sorry you felt the need to give a false telephone number so that the creditors couldn't find you.

And I'm sorry that that false telephone number is my number.

Mostly its an annoyance to explain that not only is there no Ryan at this number, but that I have no idea who this Ryan is, and no I don't have a better number to reach him.

Ryan, maybe you have fallen into recent economic woes beyond your control. Or maybe your poor spending decisions caught up to you in this recession we're all experiencing.

I heard a great story on NPR the other day about a man who worked his way out of a wallet FULL of maxed out credit cards and who now lives debt free. He found that when he was honest with the people on the other end of the phone that he had no money and was afraid and had no perceivable way out, that they were suprisingly helpful and gentle. They turned him toward consolidation, cancelled his interest, and showed a great deal of mercy. The man is now much happier living debt free.

Ryan, now you don't even have a chance to speak with those people calling you, because they aren't calling you- they are calling me.

But, my advice is, call them. Be forthright and own up to your troubles. Running is never the way out. You may be surprised at the grace you could find in your honesty and repentence.

Sincerely,
Laura Negus.

I need a name for this blog

Please make as many suggestions as you wish in the comments.

*Names already out of the running are "Not Another College Football History Blog" and "It's So Cool To Be Married to Sam Negus".

the New Place

Well, with Life in the Colonies off the map now, I'm planning to come out of (corpulent) hibernation and post periodic updates & bunny pics.

Below is the documentation of our new pad. It's no 70's modern abode, but its definitely more 'us'. Its a little more laundry-strewn than usual because today was washing day and I need to purchase some drying racks to supplement the tiny clothesline outside.

Here is the view South down Rogers. TCU is about 2 blocks down this way.
And here is looking up our driveway. The house is set way back there.

Brief look into the bunny area of the backyard. A very popular hangout for the lagomorphs.

Chomming a little grass, Count-style.

Fluffy little bunny-bottom. These are cardboard concrete forms that the bunnies love to run through! Or just flop inside of, in Mercedes' case.

Up the stairs to our front stoop.

View to the right of the front door. Our living room. French doors lead into the office/bedroom.

Straight ahead. Glad there was such a nice nook for my dolly collection!
And, to the left of the front door, doorway leads to the kitchen.

Little kitchen, tilted floors, unnecessarily tall countertops.

Sam's study.

The bedroom. Lots of windows for breezes!

And our little bathroom which you walk through to get to the closet.

And lots of this happening on a daily basis.