here, kitty kitty

do you know that warm, cozy, fuzzy body feeling that you get after you get out of a late-night hot shower or bath? i currently have that feeling every second of every day. which means that i literally feel like i am about to go to bed every second of every day. i think that i could sleep every second of every day. a few weeks ago i slept for 20.5 hours out of a 24 hour period. it is my greatest accomplishment to date.


i forgot to mention a funny story, which isn't as funny as when my sista-friend tells it. but alas...
sarah had come over to help us finish packing the night before we moved out of the apartment. i was feeling especially exhausted and lightheaded, so needless to say, she WAS doing all the packing. anyway, she dropped a toaster and it landed on my cat, and in true cartoon-ey fashion, merlin leapt up, grabbed onto sarah's leg as though he were climbing a tree, and sunk his sweet little kitty teeth into her shin. she screamed, i screamed, merlin (and the other kitties) ran and hid for the remainder of the evening. sarah carried on for hours about cat scratch fever and bloodloss, calling her friends and taking photographs for our future lawsuit. she was ridiculous. she demanded i put him down. i laughed in her face. she left with a belly full of pizza and a phone full of incriminating photographs.

anyway, come the next morning, moving day, sarah shows up with a mild fever, works through her pain, and puncture wounds and gets us settled. at 8pm that night, she finally decides to show me the bite...i don't know WHY shy waited so long to show us....but it had manifested into a fullblown cellulitus, she was febrile and sweating buckets. all i could do was laugh. anyway, trips to the MD showed that she had an infection in the bone and was started on antibiotics. she was a mess. and of course, wouldn't let me live it down, as though merlin and i had secretly planned it all out.

i think she learned her lesson.
she shouldn't drop toasters on cats.

:)

the aftermath....

Well, moving day has come and gone. i wasn't feeling well, so the boys did eeeeeverything while i sat around and told people what to do. the first few days were rough, but thankfully my mom and sister came by and helped to unpack and rearrange. i haven't unpacked my camera yet, so i have no pictures to share of the house. but hopefully i will soon.
so far things are good. it's so different coming home to a house insead of an apartment....i can't really say how....it just feels so different. like it's actually home. and i can actually MAKE it a home. i like it. :)

as far as other things go...things are good. i feel better, not so sick all the time. and i have lots of things to look forward to. :)

by the way, this episode of grey's is ridiculous. i can't even stand it.

yaaaay!!

we officially own the house, and spent all of yesterday cleeeeeeeeeeaning and fixing the small things that needed to be done. J and my dad changed the locks, while sarah and i scrubbed ridiculous amounts of dirt off of the floors and windows. i won't say that i like the housework...but i WILL say that it is a completely different feeling when it is your own property. there is a certain level of pride in it....even sarah was picky about the window streaks!
today J and Dad are putting up a screen door for the front door, while i stay at the apartment and pack, pack, pack. if anyone is bored, i am taking time donations. :-D or lunch. i'm stahhhvin!

ok, back to work! we'll be in the new house next saturday. :)

soooo...
sorry for the lack of blogging. i've been immersed in buying this house. but there is good news!!! we did our final walk-through tonight and everything looks fantastic! the closing is tomorrow at 2:30, and then we are immediately going to our new home so that justin can carry me over the threshhold! haha. :)
we are uber excited. this weekend will be a mish-mosh of cleaning the new house and packing furiously so that we can move officially next weekend. and then we can focus on other things. :)

like babies. :)

grrr

i'm crabby.

we're back from aruba. let the stress begin! i don't even know where to start with moving. ugh.

i'll do an aruba update later. i need to get on with my crabby self.

shout out

this is an official early birthday shout out to my laowra, for i will be MIA in aruba (hopefully not with a scary dutch arubian guy who wants to throw me over the side of his boat).

have a very very very happy birthday my lady. :)

muah!

update:

sooooo
the inspection went just dandy. nothing wrong. just minor stuff that daddies and husbands can fix. ;)
aaaaaand, financing stuff went through.

we close september 4th!! :)

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

p.s....

p.s.....this is where we will be next week. i'll have my phone for emergencies only, including texts...it is ridiculously expensive and i am now officially broke.

off to aruba for sun, sand, those palm frond huts, and snorkeling!

don't worry...i'll bring the spf. ;)

OOPS...

so, it has been an eternity since i have posted. my apologies. but, there really aren't many of you who read this yet, so it's all good.

since we last spoke, we have gone to boston and visited with marist girls, drank sangria with blair and matt, worked a bazillion hours and bought a house!!

oops, we bought a house! it's adorable. tomorrow we will finish the financing stuff and the inspector comes. we are very excited!

here's a little sneak peak....we should find out soon when the closing will be, and i will keep you posted.

this week has been exhausting!!!

wonderfully, deliciously exhausting! :)

thievery

i'm not sure why, and i absolutely cannot explain it....but every time i see one of those DunBar armored guards carrying out large sums of money from stores or restaurants, it takes everything in my power to NOT try to steal their loot. everything. i have to force myself to stay where i am as i watch them saunter by with their little loaded guns. it has absolutely nothing to do with the actual treasure, but i always wonder if they would shoot me dead. would they shoot me? would they reaaaally??
anyway, i know it's ridiculous.
i just can't help myself.

freckle party....

let me just say, i had the most fabulous day.
it was the first day in i-don't-know-how-long that i didn't have a plan, and had nothing to do.
my mom, my sista-friend and i went down to a favorite RI beach, laid out in the gorgeous sun all day, dipped our adorable pedicured toes in the ice water, watched very small children dig very deep holes, ate (delicious) turkey sandwiches, and ended the day with a slice of pie at Mystic Pizza.

this love of the beach thing is a fairly new thing for me. i have terrible childhood memories of singed flesh and blisters galore. but today, with the help of good ol' banana boat SPF 30 (applied liberally every 2 hours, of course), i managed to throw a fantastic freckle party, and the aloe wasn't invited.

a good time had by all. i'm taking my sun-fatigued freckles to bed.
goodnight. :)