Hil, would you be comfortable saying "I have an ankle injury, may I sit down?" That might save you from having to explain too much in detail.
(Note that I am a ginormous hypocrite in offering this advice because I have never been able to work up the courage to say "I'm in my first trimester and might throw up on you, may I sit down?" So far attempting to look weak and nauseaus has not resulted in any spontaneous seat offers.)
Barb! Yay house!!!
Kristin, you have every right to be upset about the ferwonked honeymoon plans - you did everything right and were enourmously patient, and Disney still fucked it up? Yeah, I'd be pissed.
Barb - an obnoxious insent.
t makes innocent face.
So far attempting to look weak and nauseaus has not resulted in any spontaneous seat offers.)
NYC is tough!
ION, now having eaten some precious Woodhouse Chocolates from St. Helena in Napa Valley, I can safely say that the Heart of Darkness (all dark chocolate), Fiori di Sicilia (marzipan and milk chocolate ganache), Thai Ginger, and Honey Chocolates are of the yum.
Barb - an obnoxious insent.
Not obnoxious, silly. I'm in the midst of list-making and a mild freakout, but I'll get to it in a little bit, k? *MWAH*
::is jealous of Nora's chocolate::
Not obnoxious, silly. I'm in the midst of list-making and a mild freakout, but I'll get to it in a little bit, k? *MWAH*
Anytime you have a moment. **MWAH**
is jealous of Nora's chocolate
Well, soon you'll be in the same time zone as the store! Congrats! Also, they deliver.
Hey, is this the first step in your move west-ward or has Lewis gotten a job out there yet? We are trying to work out logistics for moving west-ward, ourselves. Since we are likely renting when we get there, my thinking is 1) Tom gets job 2) sell house 3) move 4) I get job. I wonder if it might make more sense to reverse the first 2 though... however, both are fairly far out of our control regarding actually happening.
Yes!
It just seems to make sense right now, in a weird way- and we can't get it out of our heads!
Hey, is this the first step in your move west-ward or has Lewis gotten a job out there yet?
Nope. No job yet. Basically, the gist of the sitch is that in order to at least get a foot in with the game companies he'd have to be available for contract gigs, which he's cool with, but the companies won't even interview if he's not out there and ready to go. So basically, we're taking a big ol' dive into the deep end of the pool. We're going to move, we'll put our house on the market after we move (it always shows better with us out of it, primarily because of the dogs) and then he'll start job hunting again in earnest once we're out there. Although I don't know, he might put in some applications even before we move, but at least he'll be able to say that we're going to be out there.
It just seems to make sense right now, in a weird way- and we can't get it out of our heads!
That's how it happens and that's how you KNOW.
That's how you know...he loves you. That's how you know...he's yours...
