I’m not saying it’s Hoarders bad, but I have work to do.

There was no food to eat in the house tonight, so I was forced to have an ice cream sandwich and a Simply Limeaid margarita (double, don’t judge) for dinner. I drank the margarita out of an oversized mason jar. I chased my dinner with a sleeve of semi-stale overly-crumbly off-brand while wheat crackers. I’d tell you to feel sorry for me, but the truth is, I am still just out of whack from Christmas + vacation + home buying. And I think it is a general Internet rule that you are not allowed to complain about life disruptions that occur as a result of something awesome like a vacation.

Right? That’s totally a rule?

Anyway, tomorrow I’m'a get all domestical up in this joint. I must restore order to my life. Also, I must survey the current status of The Things We Own because it’s looking more and more like we are T-minus 1 month to moving, and that means this month I am going to show the bulk-trash pick-up guys a pile the likes of which they haven’t seen since the last natural disaster, ya heard!?

Watch out to-do list. I’m coming for you.

Scenes From Life: (Throwback Edition) Chatting with Dante

(This is a section of the conversation Dante and I had the first time we ever chatted online, way back in 2008. In internet years, that means that we’ve been friends forever. Like, since the womb.)

Sarah: … I’m not that great at science.
Dante: Not that great at science? Really? Aren’t you training to be an RN? Isn’t that all science?
Sarah: Yeah. I am really good at irony.
Dante: Naturally, apparently.
Sarah: No, I’m good with science, I guess. I just have to work harder with science than I do with language, etc. Which is why I got my first BA in Easy and I’m getting my BS in Way Harder.
Dante: Those sound like degrees from a pornography college.
Sarah: Damn, they totally do, but I didn’t mean it that way.
Dante: Yeah, I know, but the possibilities . . . Minoring in Don’t Stop! First Time Associates Degree!

On Making An Offer

Zack and I have embarked on one of the quintessential journeys of adulthood. Today we made an offer on a house. We’ve both wanted to be home owners for some time, but we have patiently (okay, he was patient, I was impatient) waited until I was out of school and we both had jobs and it was a smart financial decision and BLAH BLAH BLAH.

Here is my reaction to making an offer on a house: SQUEEEEE! <Bouncing, some clapping.>
Here is Zack’s reaction: <Smile>, <reach for the iPad to immediately continue to do hours and hours of home loan research>.

You can expect many more home posts to be in your near future. For now, I will sleep, and desperately hope that this churning upset stomach that I have is a.) unrelated to telling someone that we wanted to give them all of our money and b.) gone before I have to go to work tomorrow. Working a 12-hour shift with a churning stomach would not be a fun time.

28.

(I’m frowning because, as you’ll note, my Jalapeno Bull has himself a little problem, in that his right front leg is protruding out of the top of his head. Oopsie. That’s gotta sting.)

Scenes from Life: On Shower Temperature

Zack: <Gets in the shower after I’ve already been in there long enough to wash my hair.> That water is hot.
Sarah: No it’s not. It’s exactly how hot it was yesterday.
Zack: <Washes his face.> No, seriously, that water is face-scaldingly hot.
Sarah: The exact same temperature as yesterday.
Zack: No it’s not.
Sarah: Uh, Zack, I think I would know.
Zack: So hot.
<minutes pass>
Sarah: I’m getting out of the shower now, so you can adjust the water temperature however you’d like.
Zack: You’re abandoning me?
Sarah: I only have so long to get ready. I’ve gotta go.
Zack: <adjusts the water.> You can’t say the water wasn’t too hot when the cold water was completely off.
Sarah: I take a shower with only the hot water on every single morning.
Zack: No you don’t.
Sarah: <Sings, to the tune of “Every Morning” by Sugar Ray> “Every morning when I wake up I take a shower with only the hot water on…”
Zack: … No. On so many levels. No.

Throwback: My favorite pictures of Kate

I think this bottom one is my all-time favorite. Her expression is just priceless. She was only a month or two old there, and she was just starting to smile. I had just finished a baby photos shoot with her, and I still had my camera out when she started grinning at me. She was too close to my face for me to look through the viewfinder, so I just held the camera above my head and hoped that I got the shot. It’s fuzzy, and her chin is missing, but her expression makes up for the picture’s faults. That child melts my heart.