The house is ours, we have the key.

We had a crazybusy day today, and I am ready to fall asleep standing up. My back hurst, my hands are cramped, my feet are cold and my eyes are weepy. I’ll tell you more later, promise. Feel free to email me about it, though. Love ya!

Oh, and we wound up not getting that loveseat. Ron said it was a butt-ugly 70’s reject, and well, we have to go with his judgement on that one. Sorry, mom!

Well, we’re back from the hilarious lawyer’s office where she made us sign 12412341235 papers. And if that weren’t enough, when we came back (oh,and after lunch) I whipped up the invites for our New Year’s Day housewarming party. Ron picked out a snazzy gold & silver “celebrate” theme, and since the details were on the back, I wrote in gold ink (on the nice design) “Celebrate with us!” fifty times.

And this afternoon I yield my glue gun again. Ouch.

Going to the lawyer’s this morning. Have to ask Carl if he wants to watch the kids. If we took them, they’d need all the extra chairs in the whole building, plus some of us would have to sit in the hall. 🙂 I’ll just tell Carl to make them sit on the couch and watch tv and not move… We’re *so* mean…..

(Mom’s mother is coming this weekend – the neat freak grandma!)

The weirdest thing just happened… my mom, who went to Freddy Town today as well as Ron (but in a seperate car), just called from the Sally Ann’s there. Seems they had a loveseat, good condition for only $30. She wanted to know if I could call Ron and get him to go over and get it. I reminded her we didn’t have the cell phone anymore, and I really didn’t know where he’d be when. So she says she figures it wasn’t meant to be, then and says goodbye.

Not two minutes later, the phone rings again. It’s Ron and I explain the previous phone call. Seems he’s two blocks away. I wonder if he picked up that loveseat? Freaky, huh?
(p.s. I’m on Ron’s laptop!)

There’s snow on the ground again this morning…

Ron is gone, down to Freddy Town and the old house and points in between. Last night he bought cinnamon rolls, and when I stumbled out of bed (after he was gone) I couldn’t find them anywhere. Dang, I think he took them with him. It’ll be a light day for us, lots of web browsing for me (well, I’m done now), not too much school for the kids (Ad is working hard in his room under his own steam), things to eat that he doesn’t like, and maybe I’ll get a chance to finish up some costume work. I need to because I was called already to see if any were done.

Emma stood up all by herself last night. Stood tall (well, for her) and clapped her hands. YAY! I’d take a picture but my digital camera has been futzy lately and I can’t figure out why. I even reset all the setting and cleaned off the lens. All this will have to suffice for an entry until the weekend when i will eek out some time to show & tell all about OUR NEW HOUSE!

I’m just a little excited.