Woohoo (or is that Woorooooooo for me?)! We moved at long last. I am digging my new, well, digs. I got a backyard all to myself. We are one of five houses in a row on our street that has dogs. In fact, I've already escaped from my backyard once to visit my new next door neighbor Auggie (whose dad went to the same undergrad as Joe, making Joe very very very happy). Our neighbors on the other side greeted us the second day with a lemon cake, which she told us we could freeze for later (you're right, we didn't need to freeze it). AND, I only pissed in the house once (ok, maybe twice, but shhhhh).
1 comment:
Congratulations! A house in San Francisco, that's awesome. I remember when we were impressed because you didn't have an apartment number on your flat. You're like the Jeffersons! I wish I could be there to "warm" the house with you. I am in spirit. Miss you!
Post a Comment