Sometimes all you need is a big hug to make you feel better… thus the purpose of teddy bears.

Another year… another year of renting on the horizon.

We did not manage to get our shit together last year in the budgeting department. So, in time for the “bonus” to be deposited and to inspire us to save and get it together for what we want next year, we planned to go look at some open houses this weekend. This, of course, was abruptly delayed due to the need to go to Banjoland and buy a new guitar. Know what? It’s fine.. I just spent money on a bunch of new dress clothes for work, DVDs that collect dust, and stupid kitchen stuff, and a ring I didn’t need, and all in all I’m sure my crap adds up to as much as a new guitar might. That kinda stuff is just the tip of the iceberg on how “not a team” we are turning out to be. Can’t keep our eye on the prize, I guess. Must be the glare from all that shiny stuff we keep buying.

Sure, there’s no “I” in team, but there is a “me” in there if you jumble it up a bit.