In the throws of January, the gloom and rain is about to get even gloomier as we embark on a Republican presidency.  I'm very nervous about what lay ahead.  I'm not talking about wedding day nerves/excitement...... I'm talking about-to-get-expelled-from-school type nerves.  Shit your pants nerves. 

Stay classy Donald.

In brighter pastures, the Willis house has reached new heights.  Casey is potty-trained (for those that care) and our basement is almost finished.  We have now graduated from diapers to having little potties dotted around our house, as well as a new set of rooms in our house that the kids can trash.  Good times.  In our basement renovation, we included a panic room for the kids; a place where all their toys can go, balls/swords can get thrown at the walls and markers can leak without me or Chris freaking out. 

Casey, age 2, greeting our electrician

Speaking of renovations, I've revamped my typical new year resolutions to actual attainable goals.  2017 will be spent doing more strength training and stretching.  I also think dairy and my diet need to have a come-to-Jesus discussion, and by discussion I mean break up.  Lastly, my blog will not be put on the back burner.  (stay tuned for a blog facelift)

Adios 2016.  Here come the Willis'!