amidst all the packing.

Deep breaths.

Only 10 more days of Portland!

Can you believe it? Umm, yeah, you probably can...but I can't!

We've been packing, but we've been having fun!

Isn't it amazing how you will pack a box and it will spontaneously birth more crap?? I swear we pack "all that can be packed" until we actually move, and we end up packing 10 more boxes. No joke. And then Michael goes to drop stuff off at DI and comes back with just as much stuff. It's okay though–to see those tiny brown eyes light up when we took out her very own Scarlett-sized pink camping chair was so worth it. 

Well, next time we talk, we may be in Vegas...

i poop melons.

boring post...

Sorry about the lag in blogdom from us. Add finding another job because the Vegas one fell through on top of packing up our apartment to who knows where on top of being out of town more than being home on top of actually getting the Vegas job on top of seriously packing because we're moving in less than a month on top of birthdays = PURE MADNESS. Oh man. It's so busy there aren't any pictures, plus no one wants to see I don't want anyone to see in what disarray our house is.

And holy crap balls. Where did 3 years go? Come mid September we're trading in these digs...

for these...

It is far from my dream city, but we'll be living in a house! Wahoo!

the story about the ant.

 I was playing outside, because I like outside.

 ...and so does my crack.

Happy as a clam out there. Nothing beats a little dirt and some sun.

I saw these ants crawling on the wall.

It got on my finger, and I'll tell you right now, I am not a huge fan of ants.

So, I squished him.

 The end.