Everything's always changing and it's GOOD here.
Our apartment, though small, is GREAT. The location is so sweet - easily walkable to shops and movies and grocery stores (plural grocery stores!); it's closer to work; there are trails and trees all over the place ... Our quality of life has improved so dramatically that it's shocking. Yes, our 2 bedroom, 1 bath apartment is dramatically smaller than our 3 bedroom, 3.5 bath house was - but even that's easy. It's cozy for real - everything is close - it's just good. Our books are all in storage ('cept for some cookbooks) - and I miss them. If we were going to stay small forever, we'd have to at least get room for the books.
We've given up on the quest to get pregnant and that is such a huge relief. We are in the middle of a home study for adoption. And although we don't know how long it will take till we get a baby, we at least know that this process will end with a baby in our arms. It's also a relief to not worry about "am I or amn't I?" I can run as much as I want to, I can drink as much wine as I want to, and I don't have to give up coffee. Somebody else is doing the hard work of carrying my baby - I'll pick up after that.
We went to New York last weekend. We were in the city for 25 hours and we got to connect with three different groups of people who are important to us. We stayed with red balloon and her family - it always makes me so happy to see those two brilliant people who love each other and the brilliant little boy they are raising. There aren't many other people in the world who make me feel so at home. We went out with my friend from Lamar, Jim Sims, whom I haven't seen in ten years. I was very happy to get him and Harris together - they have a lot in common and I think they hit it off well. And we met my sister who lives in upstate NY with her family - she is an incredible mom and her two little boys are so funny and so good. It was a hectic, busy, whirlwind trip, but it was so rewarding. I'd do it all over again.
7 comments:
You don't mention walking distance to bars (plural bars!).
Walking distance to bar (or bars) is of utmost importance to me - currently we're only about 10 minutes from a reasonably decent one, but in August will be moving to a city where there are actually more bars (aka pubs) than people...it's all good.
More bars (aka pubs) than people (aka blokes)?
Seems hard to stay in business. I guess if you just have one REALLY good customer (aka bar goer) who frequents multiple bars (aka serviettes)... I suppose that's where you come in.
This is fun guys, but it would be even funner (that's right, funner) if you would update your own blogs....
What? You update a couple times, and that gives you the right to point fingers? Underpants has written more since you left than I could keep up with.
Plus, it might be bad for my career to start blogging about how I spent all of 2006 trying to get people fired...
HEY!, I've updated the hell right outta my blog! It's Mr. SparklyPants that needs to have a finger pointed at him fer cryin out loud!
Oh - and I'm going to a place where they're more likely to say "Cheerio, Gov'nor, another warm pint of Turbot Old Peculiar?" than "Oi - get me another Fosters, and throw a shrimp on the barbie, mate"
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