THE HOUSE IS OURS!

Sorry for the asscaps. There's giddy in the air over here. The title transferred today and we received our keys late this afternoon. We are now proud owners of a 1 and 1/2 floor bungalow, circa 1951. It's got horrid 80s wallpaper and mint green carpet, but underneath are some amazing tiles, gorgeous wood floors, and I've always wanted to try my hand at some painting techniques.

You guys encouraged me in many ways to make this a reality. My thanks again to you all.

I'll likely be dark gray to black from now until Wednesday, April 5th, when I get internet access again.

Attention, Chicago-istas!

Next weekend (April 7-9), my best friend and I are taking a trip to Chicago as a last hurrah before I move away. I definitely want to hang out with Buffistas, so drop me a line and plans can be made. Also, if anyone would be able to spare couch/floor-space for the two of us, it would be much appreciated.

I'll be dark for the next few days as I attend FilKOntario.

I um...just officially accepted a new teaching job at a different LA school for the coming year. It involves a significant paycut, but I believe that the benefits (actual and emotional) balance that out. Nonetheless, I'm rather terrified.

Smooth transition-ma, please...I still have two months in the currrent school, and they are NOT going to be happy with me...and I'm really more nervous about the paycut than I like to admit.

Yay?

Going dark on cell and web until Friday. Have a great week!

If there's any generalised -ma lying around, I'd be grateful for it being sprinkled on the winds and blown towards Taiwan, where it might alight upon WeeSisterJay.

My little sister has just been offered (and accepted) an unbelievably cool summer job. She's going to Tibet to participate onscreen in a Taiwanese documentary. They wanted somebody WASPy looking, with long hair (important for the documentary, which is partly focused upon the whole not-cutting-hair thing in Tibet) who's fluent in Chinese. WeeSisterJay is all these things, and has also spent her teen years working as runner/interviewer/dogsbody/accounts chick/whateverthehell for the little local TV company that films our local footie matches. AND she spent a summer working for the Beeb in Beijing. So she's ideal, all in all, and she's got the gig! Which means two months working unpaid in Tibet, all travel expenses and other costs being borne by the Taiwanese government. AND the documentary (which has been three years in the making) is apparently being entered in various film festivals.

How cool is that?

I'm just thrilled for her, but I'm also willing It All Going Well And Being A Good Experience-Ma to her, since it's a very big adventure, and she is my baby sister, and she will be scrambling around mountains in Tibet, where she could be eaten by monsters or attacked by random Bad People. (Why yes, I would be a monstrously over-protective mother, why do you ask?)

Wow. So damned cool. I love my sister!

We're home! We moved all night on Monday, but finally made it. Everything's in the new house and nothing's left in the old. It took until today for the cable company to come hook us up. I'll post pictures as soon as I find the camera.

My MIL, who was originally diagnosed with treatable lung cancer, has now been diagnosed with terminal lung cancer that has spread into her scapular area and her brain. She has 2-6 months. Not sure what kind of vibes or ~ma to ask for ... maybe non-suffering~ma or coping~ma for FIL and DH?

Like the groundhog who saw his shadow, and hid himself away for six more weeks of winter, I took my boot drive out of my newly built PC and, not wanting to deal with configuration issues just yet, put it back in my old one.

My 95 year old uncle wants to come home from the residential care facility where he's recovering from hip replacement surgery. He says he's confident and his bones are strong. He's wrong on both counts. He scares the staff when he moves around unassisted and unsteady on his feet, and he has pervasive arthritis, which contributed to his broken hip.

I can't blame him for wanting to come home, but he really has no idea what a bad idea it is at this point.