Enjoy your day off!!
That’s what I thought, but you know what! Even though it says January 1st 2009 on their website, I just got confirmation that my Ideapad - which I’m already endearingly calling “my little one” - has left their depot and is currently being shipped. So it’ll definitely get here before Christmas!
I finished the reading course that I had to take to keep my teaching license!
Now I just have to teach, well I will have a bit more free time. 
One more week teaching then two weeks off.
My website should be up tomorrow. I’ll keep you posted.
It is amazing what you could do when the little lady can get a good nights sleep. 
Santa came early. I have not the patience to wait. I opened my GWC exchange gift immediately.
Actually, I’m paying someone to do it. I wouldn’t know how to program a VCR, let alone code an entire web site. As it turns out, though, it will be up tomorrow, not today. I’ll post a link when it’s done. Cause, you know, I’m a whore.
I know y’all don’t care much, but it matters an awful lot to be and my fam – after grinding out 3 days non-stop of packing and lugging every visible box, tote, bin, bucket and bag of possessions, we have officially moved out of the nastiest rented house in northwestern CT, and into a spacious, warm and infestation-free house that I, the beloved bride, the (just turned 8 today) boy, and even los gatos locos absolutely love. A river at the back edge of the yard, fireplaces, enough closet and cellar storage to hold all my geek-inspired purchases (Wife: “What IS this?” Keir: “It’s a Sub-Etha Sens-O-Matic replica, put it DOWN!”), and a sun room/home office off the master bedroom that I can work the occasional day from home and watch the kayakers and what-have-you floating down the water.
<Insert Re-Run inspired dance here. =) >
Congrats Keir et all !! You move fast when you make up your mind! May your previous landlord’s armpits be infested with the fleas of a thousand camels.
Now go out back and wait for the septic system to explode…
We do care. Enjoy and have great health and happiness in your new place.
Dude, I am so moving in with you. Prepare the spare bedrooms (did I mention I’m married with two kids?).
Congratulations.
Heck, we’ll build the rooms – and shall I break ground on an orchestra pit and concert stage in the back yard? The closest thing this town gets to outdoor musical events is the “Pickin’ & Fiddlin’” weekend in June…
It’s only 0 degrees today. Believe me, that is a good thing!
Did you buy or are you renting?
Shooooooot, we’re in no position to buy right now. We’re renting, hopefully with an option to purchase the place in a few years…when my motion picture/book series/CD release/Broadway musical debut cash cow rolls in. Mooooo…
Well congrats anyway. Its gotta be a much better place then old septic yard.
I’m posting here to balance out the post I just made on the B*tch and Moan thread, thus keeping the Galactic Flux in place.
Recently I went to an Eagles concert. We had the worst tickets ever, two rows from the top, just behind the leading edge of the stage, on stage left. Could barely see the band throught the haze, had air conditioning vents 5 feet from our heads…craaaappy seats ! But cheap, $42.00, you know, so what the heck.
The XO and I were talking with 2 other couples seated near us, who we didn’t know, all of us lamenting our bad fortune, laughing at ourselves and our really sh*tty seat location. Shared suffering and all.
The Eagles started playing. We could see the profiles of two of them, the others were too far away and blocked by a large Jumbotron type screen. Drummer ? Forget it. Couldn’t see him. And all our sound was coming out of the stage left speakers.
Four songs in I leave and make the long, dangerous stair/ladder/louge climb down to use the restroom. My ears pop on the way down, twice, and I make it safely to the concourse below the seating. As I throw back the velvet curtain to walk into the hallway, a slight, balding gent in the garb of an usher notes the seating area sign from which I’m emerging out from under, and asks me,
“Would you like a seat upgrade?”
This has never happened to me. I say, of all things, “Yes!”
He asks, “How many are in your party?”
In a flash, my brain does the mental calculations needed to spare not only my lovely XO, but my compadres nuevo that I’ve left behind enemy lines. “Six!”, I answer.
“Go get them,” he says.
I spin and leave scorch marks on the concrete floor, grab the handrails, and take the steep steps three at a time. I reach the XO, wild-eyed, and loudly bark “We’re getting a seat upgrade!” I aggressively point at total strangers. “You, you, you, and you! Come on!”
I race back to my usher, not looking back until I reach him. I turn and see my squad of five doubtful followers clutching their jackets in a ball and breathing heavily. They look at me as if to say “We do not know you, but we will kill you if you are screwing with us” especially my wife. She had that look in droves.
The usher hands us all new tickets, takes our old ones, and leads us to a set of six seats, four rows off the floor, in an absolutely perfect spot. We can see everything, the sound is awesome, balanced, and hell, there IS a drummer back there! Upon checking later, I discovered the seats we’d been comped went for about $180.00 each!
Needless to say, a great night! We saw the Eagles, I was a hero to four perfect strangers, and probably the XO, (of course that won’t last long).
And the wife and I got up and slow-danced to “Love Will Keep Us Alive”, our wedding song, next to a clearly-impressed security woman.
Recently I went to an Eagles concert. We had the worst tickets ever, two rows from the top, just behind the leading edge of the stage, on stage left. Could barely see the band throught the haze, had air conditioning vents 5 feet from our heads…craaaappy seats ! But cheap, $42.00, you know, so what the heck.
Forty-two bucks is cheap? No wonder classical music is in trouble: we’ve been undercharging!
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can still afford to go to classical music concerts… don’t price me out 
Aaaawwww so cute.
Adorable! Can you tell us who gets props for that??