In Which We Have Concepts of a Plan to Unpack....

 

Before I forget, happy birthday to John Ashton, my other favorite fella!

As you can see behind me, it is a very dreary day today. And they are saying snow Tuesday, For real? When I said it seemed a little early for that, my person said it actually wouldn't have been, once upon a time. It was actually snowing earlier, but it wasn't sticking. It's just - a really "ew" kind of day.

We're starting to unpack, but I think there are a few things that somehow got lost in the mayhem. Nothing that can't be replaced in some way, shape or form, though. I think my person is annoyed about a couple of CDs she very much intended to bring and apparently didn't. She has them downloaded but wants physical copies. I think she's going to be hitting up Bandcamp again very soon. And yeah, that behind me is something she's working on. She writes the weirdest things. And speaking of birthdays, she's annoyed that she can't find when Mark Bandola's is. She's really itching to do his star chart. She has somehow settled on him being a Pisces because she said his aura reminds her of Mike Peters, and he was a Pisces, and my guy Rob Vandeven being a Scorpio. So - there's that. I was about to ask her if she was sure that either of them were still, you know - around - but given that the world lost Mike Peters at the end of April, I decided to keep my big mouth shut. She's understandably still sad about that. We all know how much she loves the Alarm. Really, I get it. So if they're not, don't tell her. But if you know either of their birthdays, please do tell. It's not like my Google-Fu to fail me, and even I can't find anything. 

Tim and Edward were pretty freaked out about having to ride in the moving van after the India debacle that led to them coming here, but that was one of the few things that went smoothly. They're here, along with Richard, Sohalia and all the others. 

We'll find everything. Eventually. 

This is nice on a miserable day. The poppy painting came from the Habitat For Humanity thrift store on Route 9. We went hoping for a floor lamp but ended up with artwork and a second office chair. And all for a good cause.

Please take note that we have a ceiling fan now. 

More to come. Our person has some projects in mind for after she gets a new sewing machine. I think one of them might be a me-sized version of my other favorite dark brooding guy.....

In Which We're Officially Here

We're here and settling in. It's going to take some time to get things straightened out and you don't want to see the second bedroom, but we're here and it's actually really nice. Getting here, however, was not so nice. Boxes, boxes everywhere and we still ran out, and my person is still sore from eight bazillion trips up and down the stairs at the old place. And we still lost the toaster and possibly the mixer. Not to mention that the pretty stained glass floor lamp didn't survive the trip, either. My bookcase dollhouse made it, but I don't think all of my furniture did, either. Oh well. Fawn, Lenore, Jamie, Maddy, Emmaline and all the others made it, and that's the important part. (And hot tip - if you have a bazillion coffee mugs to move, wrap them up in your clothes and pack them in a plastic storage tub. Easy peasy. And another hot tip - don't do what my person did and forget hangers. Said clothes are still in the storage bin as a result.) 

But yes, we made it and we're all safe. :)

 

In Which - We're Moving....

 

A moment of silence, please, for my person's sanity. Yes, we are moving. The big day is tomorrow and I think she's about to scream. The good thing is that almost everything is packed. Key word - almost everything. She's currently labelling a box as "STUFF!!!!!!!!"

No, she didn't leave all this until the last minute - her closing, whatever that is, got moved up a week. Which, from what I can gather, is both good and bad. The good news is that we're going to have a dedicated craft room at our new place. The bad news is that we have to get all the crafty stuff there. 

And OMG, she has a LOT of CDs. Given that the only ones she's listening to right now are the Alarm and the Lucy Show because she thinks Mark Bandola is cute. I mean, he's not bad, per say, but he's also - well, a dork. I like 'em dark, sexy and smoldering like his partner in crime, Rob Vandeven. Ima insert a video down below, because dorky or no, they're really a good band. They should have been more famous, really. 

Mark is the one singing this one - the left-handed blonde. Rob is the one not singing and probably kind of done with Mark's shenanigans. You tell me which one's hotter. But my person's probably going to fight you on it if you say it isn't Mark....