Bail Out

So Ashleigh has taken a lot of slack for not posting anything for two months now. As her husband I will do my best to bail her out and put up a little something to quiet the masses.

We are loving life now that Dal and Chelsea moved to the AZ and brought their cute kids with them. We both love being Aunt/Uncle and have been hanging out with the Eltings quite a bit since they arrived a few weeks ago. We had forgotten how much fun we have with them.

Ashleigh and I both love being self-employed and the freedom that accompanies it. It has been difficult during this recession, but we are finally seeing some real pay-off for the time/effort/risks we have put into it. There are several very exciting opportunities that we are beginning to undertake that we are anxious to see develop.

I am not much for blogging/talking about my life, so hopefully this will satisfy the curious minds of family and friends who follow our blog for at least a little while.

Merry Christmas

and

Happy Holidays!

Joe and I have had a fabulous year and we appreciate every one of you for being a part of it.

We've had our ups and downs.

Joe and I have both ventured into the world of the self-employed, have enjoyed finding fun new places in our city to explore, have enjoyed finding new cities to explore, have wanted to quit, have wanted to keep with it, have made new friends (and missed our past friends), but more than anything have found new reasons why we are perfect for each other.

We love you guys,

Joe and Ashleigh Miller

New Pet

So the economy is at a all time low or something, so Joe and I decided to "not participate" in the recession and go buy a new vacuum. Because our current one smells like a small explosion every time we use it. So we went to Target (of course) and bought THIS!!!:



I Love! my new little vacuum friend! We sat and watched him for a good 14 minutes. He does a great job, even when he gets stuck on the carpet. At first it was like having a cute little pet but even better because he doesn't pee in the house or have to be fed. Then I realized that he doesn't fetch or come when I call or have a heartbeat, so I decided not to name him. Even though he is still a him.