Archives for February 2006

I keep wanting to post, but it’s been so crazy and busy and all o’that good stuff. I’m feeling a little off today — not sure if it’s a cold or allergies, but feeling funny. So I’m going to bed early and I’m going to sleep.

But first I have to send you over to take a listen to the Shut-Ins. They’re the band we’re having for the wedding, because Lala said she wanted them and that’s good enough for me. I know one of the lead singers, Mike Roper, and I adore him, but I’d never heard them until the other night, when I realized we’re going to have a PARTY with them there. They freakin’ rocked. I loved them. Hulabilly, baby. Whoreshoe-Joni actually called Lala that afternoon and said she had tickets to the Violent Femmes, did Lala want to go? Lala said that we were going to hear the Shut-Ins, and Joni said, "The SHUT-INS?! Oh, that’s where *I’M* going." And she did. They’re that great. Go listen. Enjoy.

Dude, dude, dude.
DUDE!

We signed the loan docs. The next thing on the list to do with the realtor is meet her there next Friday (or Saturday, depending on the sellers) and get the keys. Things could still go wrong (why do I find the need to remind myself of that?), but the chances of them going wrong are very slim now. It would basically be the sellers backing out that could kill escrow, and since they’re all packed up (we’ve been peeking), I doubt that will happen. Oh, please, let us have the house that we’re in love with……

Ohmigod ohmigod, I think we’re really gonna move. I would be out-of-this-world excited to be moving in with Lala, period. But to be moving into Our House, it’s like nothing I can describe. A good way to start a life together, eh?

But that means I have to pack. I started that last night. I started, as you would, with the yarn because 1) it takes up the most room and is therefore the most visually significant and 2) it’s the most fun to pack. Of course, when that fun is over, as it is, then you have to get down to the crap packing, which I do. Sigh.

Also, I thought I had less yarn. Quit laughing. I haven’t bought yarn (in excess) in a long time. Really. And I’ve been using stash! Why do I still have so much?

    Stash-face

Stash:

    Cat in foreground for scale

    Guitar for scale. That’s a BIG bin.

Also yesterday, after we signed and then went and took that official photo seen above, we got sushi to celebrate. AND we went to the Big Longs at 51st and Broadway and found the food of the gods (Cheryl pointed me there, and god, do I love her for it).

Oh, yes. They’re here. It was SUCH A GOOD DAY.