Ice Ice Baby!

It is supposed to ice up again. Some see this as a negative, I see it as a way to prepare for when I'm living in either Colorado or Alaska (preferably alaska. You see, the more I think about it, the more I want to move to Alaska. I could be doing humpback whale tours while Mark was a game warden. We could have snow days every day and months of night and months of light only. It sounds so fascinating and honestly, I need an adventure. If Mark said to me today, let's pick up and move to Alaska, I'm there. All the wildlife, animals and adventure excite me and I am sooo honestly bored where I'm at in life right now it's unreal. Mark and I have hit a spot where nothing is satisfying about this place anymore or what we're doing. It's all routine. Literally every week I do the same exact things and while some are fun (glee night, grocery shopping night) I want something more. I crave something more. I want to go somewhere new, start from scratch and meet crazy people that have crazy lives and experience cool shit all the time. If they talked to me now, it would be like oh yea i work 40 hours a week and cook dinner everynight. I want to do more than that. I want Nichole and I's cookbook to be published and be a success. Is that too much to ask for?  I don't think so considering I have more than paid my dues. So I am going to rush Mark and myself through school and get us outta here. It doesn't even have to be Alaska. It could be Colorado, Corpus Christi (beach fun!!) or Montana! Imagine...well i'm off to finish dinner (story of my freakin life) and feed my wonderful hubster. He is about the only thing around here besides my doggies I am not tired of so I guess that's good right?