Still light...at 7:30

Rowan at the Museum of Flight

Trouble Makers

It is now 11:28, but at the aforementioned time it was still light...so there. We are about 75% moved into our new house. I will tell you right now that haveing unmatching scheduled days off with your heterolifeparter (Ryan, not Jen) is not conducive to a move. Blah! It's been difficult, but we have a deadline-- the day I leave for London. I should teach a class on getting your ducks in a row. NOT!

It is Sunday night and Ryan and the rest of the boys are probably a few hours from Seattle. Rowan is asleep and I am watching reruns of Frasier...not sleeping because it doesn't feel late enough, even though I know if I close the computer and my eyes, I'd fall asleep. Ah well. More important to give family updates I suppose. I wish I had a picture to add, but I'm suffering from moving complex, just like Donnianne, and I haven't even taken the camera out of the box, much less the cord...who know's where that is! The two most important things on my list have been checked off however-- cable television and food. I'm set.