We moved into our new house last weekend and now we are living in the lap of luxury. At least that's how I feel every time I use my GARAGE DOOR OPENER!!! Never mind that right now I'm sitting next to a chain smoker at the library computer, borrowing the internet for now so I can post enthusiastically that I LOVE HAVING A GARAGE!!! (Can you believe they don't even include that in the square footage of a house? Hello?!?)
As for Mark, I think he'll agree that we are living the high life just as soon as we locate our towels and get up a shower curtain.
Lily loves the four full-length mirror-closets where she can dance and play and wave to her newfound "twin."
Eliza and Sage go out each day on treasure hunts in the expanse some people call a backyard and found balls (6) and old receipts and a squirrel statue with a broken ear and they pick grape tomatoes and grapes and line them up in their "clubhouse" (our empty shed...no lawnmower yet).
The only treasures I harvested today were 94 spaghetti squashes that the sellers left behind. Perhaps it's the new zucchini here in Utah. Except I've never heard of spaghetti squash bread or cake. But I did unpack all my bread tins, and my heart did a little leap of joy. Maybe it's time to see if zucchini and spaghetti squash really are cousins.
Speaking of spaghetti, Sage came home from kindergarten with a detailed narrative about one of the rules her teacher outlined for the class. No noodle sleeves. It took me a while to realize Sage was talking about "spaghetti straps."
That's all for now. I can't take the thirdhand smoke fumes any longer. Back to the lap of luxury. Where Mark and I play music at 10pm at night just because we can, and we encourage the kids to jump off the couch again and again, and where we head downstairs every couple of hours to make sure the garage door opener is still working. Just because we can.
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Now if you can just hurry up and get internet at home, you'll be living like kings . . . or at least we will with all the blog posts you'll be sending!
p.s. I accept bread any time you feel like baking!
I have to admit the jealousy- a garage and a garage door opener! Awesome! Can't wait for us to get to that point in our lives!
What a fun post! Only if I parked my car in my garage! We have the garage and the garage opener, but we park the cars under the car port ... the "luxury" of being in the garage goes for our STUFF! ahahah
Congratulations! And Welcome to the Big TIme! and with a burgeoning garden to boot...that you didn't even have to pay extra for right?! Enjoy your new-found freedom and eat a spaghetti squash/cake/bread for me!
A garage door opener already! I love having a garage too. And if you found your bread tins, that means you are truly settled in. Or at least not camping. I wish I could see cute Lily waving to herself in the mirror. I love her! And I have to say I'm glad the spaghetti squashes are yours, not mine.
I'll be honest. I love spaghetti squash. It's the best kind by far. And, at least now the kids aren't finding weird gross stuff in their bugcatchers! I love your house!!!!!! Jordan, I know, is really jealous of anyone who has a garage for their car.
Hooray!! Congrats. It's SO NICE to have a house and yard and garage and all your own space. You deserve it!! Good luck with the continued unpacking, and ENJOY!
Hooray for garages! I'm so glad you are starting to feel settled. Are you going to Colorado for Thanksgiving this year? We're going, but Becky wants to do her own thing. Mike, the kids and I are going to visit grandpa and everyone though. It would be fun to see you!
Look how fancy you guys are!
Noodle sleeves...the censored version of spaghetti straps! Sounds like you guys are having a ball!
CONGRATS!! What an exciting phase to reach, despite the work of moving! I will remain envious until we get to that point!
So happy for you!!! Can't wait to see you. Bring us some of the squash, it's our favorite!
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