Yeah. I know I've been quiet. No posts. No pictures. No nothing.
We've been busy. Very, very busy. I'm lucky I can even keep up with email. But, for the most part, I have been managing that.
A few things:
We took the offer. We'll be moving to Syracuse, NY just as fast as we can find a house here and sell a house there.
We've been house hunting a lot. Our second day out we thought we found the prefect house. Now, many, many houses later, it's still on the list, but it's not as perfect as it once seemed. At this point, I don't think we'll ever find a house. There are a few really, REALLY nice houses that we really, REALLY love down near the University. But, apparently the city schools here are really, REALLY bad. Can you believe I have to actually think about SCHOOLS now?! So, we're not sure if those are in or out. How do you tell how bad a school is?
We're leaving for Canada today. Just less than 9 hours and we'll be sitting on the lake drinking beer and, if you're, even more panicked than you are now because you still have a house to buy, you're 9 hours away from where you should be buying one, and you have no access to the internet or a telephone to at least be hunting that way. But, I'm going to do my best to enjoy myself.
We'll be there for two weeks. Then, we'll come back to one more week of pure, non-stop house hunting. And then, whatever we have, we'll have no choice but to make an offer. Neither of us wants to live in an apartment and neither of us wants to have to keep doing the back and forth thing as we look at more and more houses.
Kristy and Stacey are the most awesomest people in the whole world. Thank you both SOOOOOO much for taking care of our kitties. It means so much to us.
Finally, since this particular topic has raised without my even the slightest bit of instigation from me and then brought to my attention for comment I feel compelled to make my comment public. With the evidence I have currently, I'd have to say that Melissa's boobs are more aesthetically pleasing than Cheryl's, however, to be certain, I'd need a few more photographs of each in various states of undress. I would also like to point out how proud I am to be considered somewhat of an authority on such matters.
Email me. Text me. Love me. I'll be back to posting photos and witty rants here for your awe and amusement in no time.
