Hooping is one of my new favorite things. I’m the neighborhood weirdo that is friends with everyone’s cats and dogs and hauls my hoops to the park down the street to practice in front of God and everyone. I’m ok with being that weirdo.
I’m also the weirdo who brings a collapsible travel hoop on family vacations to Lake Powell.
But of course the first thing I did when we tied anchored the houseboat was scope out some nice shallows and a rock where I could get some good hooping done.
Something about a big life change makes me crave more change.
Sam, my handsome husband graduated college in May and almost immediately found a job in his field. I won’t call us lucky at all. He worked hard for this, honed his skills and his connections, put together an amazing portfolio and has made himself a valuable video game programmer. This wasn’t luck, this was years of hard work and serious preparation on his part, and a lot of sacrifice for both of us.