Thank you to this pine tree for making its way through my home last March. March 1 to be exact. It was a lovely morning. I sat working quietly in my office 4 months pregnant. Greg was unemployed at the time and he was in the Den working hard at networking and looking for a new job. (Which he did find thank goodness). When all of a sudden we heard a loud crack getting louder and louder and then BAM! The whole house just shook! We grabbed the dog and went running outside for fear of it falling further into our home.

A home that needed some updating. It was built in 1959. While it had good bones (it held up a giant tree after all), however, pink tile in the bathroom was a bit....um... dated. So in a way I am thankful for this tree falling through our house. Yes it caused stress. But it also kept me quite occupied while eagerly awaiting the arrival of our daughter.