Nothing new much to report.
No, no news on our stolen trailer or it's contents. I really don't expect any news on that front. I don't think the police are actually looking for it. If they happen to stumble across it great, but to actually put any effort into apprehending the criminals and recovering any of our stuff? No, not gonna happen.
Vince was able to finally find our wedding photographers though. After many messages left and many internet searches done, we finally received a phone call just this morning. They were actually wondering how we found them, since they moved from Fallbrook to Florida. When this move took place, or why they even moved I do not know. Vince was the one who took the call, and being a typical man doesn't think to ask for any details. He was just overjoyed to have finally found them. So it looks like they'll be able to recreate our albums for us. The thing is we had a proof album from our engagement session, a color proof album and a black & white proof album, and finally a bound color album and a bound black & white album. All Leather Art Albums. Five in total. I know I should be happy to be able to get anything back, but I'd still like all the proofs too. There were quite a few pictures that didn't make it into our final albums that I still really liked. Making the final cuts were really hard for me. But we'll see. They do such great work, I'm sure whatever they come up with will be really nice. And I know I should be happier than I was to finally have contacted them, but I think the stress of Vince still not having a job is sucking all the joy out of my life.
No, still no job. Believe me, you don't need to ask, when it happens I'll be shouting it from the roof tops. You'll know. I'm trying to be grateful for what I do have, but this whole process is taking way longer than either of us thought it would. Of course it is. Everything costs more than you think it will, and takes longer than it should. A fact of life.
And no, I'm not pregnant. And I don't plan on being either. Not that I planned on being with #1, #3, or #4 either, but if I mention to my mom that I wasn't feeling well the other day, or woke up sick in the middle of the night, her first question is always the same. Sometimes I just don't feel well, and that has nothing to do with any of my reproductive parts. But if it happens anyway, I'll let you know. Just as soon as I get over being rendered speachless from the shock.
So sorry I haven't been posting regularly, but since I have really nothing new to report and I'm feeling like a big loser for having our most essentials stolen and still being unemployed, I haven't really had a whole lot to tell. But Annamaria and Francesca have check-ups scheduled tomorrow, so maybe I'll be posting some stats soon.