Just a few hours away from the big move.  All the stuff is going into storage for a few months until the house is finished, save a few things we will need before then.  Need to pack suitcases, too.  Lots of boxes.  I'm so tired!  I can't believe I had to do this all by myself with no help at all.  I was trying to be a mom, housekeeper, pet owner, and warehouse person all at the same time!  I miss my husband.  He comes home tonight, but I think I will be asleep by the time he gets here.  He left around 6 PM, so he won't be here until close to midnight.  He's always a careful driver!  I'm glad.  I can't wait to see him.  We both miss each other so much.

The computer will be in limbo for a while, so I don't know how often I'll be able to blog.  I'll try to find some goodies here and there as a little reward for those of you who have stuck this out with me.  Some pictures or jokes or something.  It'll be a surprise! 

Take care,
R

It's Saturday night and I'm still thinking about Austin on Tuesday night . . .  The "bliss" has gone from my ears, but not the happy memories.

The enthusiasm of the crowd was so moving, JD had to fight back tears.  He turned his back to the audience and said, "You guys are just the bee's knees, let me tell you."  I haven't heard that expression in a long time--do they say that in Canada?  Maybe he got it somewhere else.  But it was sweet.

And I remember that after my sister and I tripped down rocks and sticks and high grass in high heels to our car, we merged into the line of cars leaving the parking lot.  The truck we pulled in front of had a very emphatic driver who gestured at us wildly, but I couldn't see what he was trying to say.  At one point he actually pulled his truck up beside the passenger window where I was sitting and said something, but I thought maybe he was laughing.  I couldn't tell.

Then after we were already on the road toward Austin he pulled up beside us again.  I don't know why, but I rolled my window down.  I saw him point toward the car and say, "That's what I'm talkin' about!"  ??????  What did that mean?  I didn't know.  But I laughed anyway.  Then he remarked, seeming surprised, "Wow!  You girls are hot!"   :)  CJ hooted a "thank you" and we were on our way again.  What a crazy night.  I can't remember the last time someone said I was hot!  A LOOOOOONNNNNNNNNGGGG time, let me tell you!

More About Fort Worth . . .

Well, they offered him the job.  He interviewed Thursday afternoon and they offered him the job.  Friday they talked salary and C was very disappointed, but he asked if they could raise their offer a bit.  They said they thought so.  So once it's official, I guess we're going to be selling this house and moving up there.  It would be the first time I've ever lived out of San Antonio, and the first time I've ever moved to another city . . .  It's kind of scary and I guess kind of exciting, too.  I'm just hoping to make the right decision for E's sake.  And I want us all to be happy and secure and comfortable.  I really don't like worrying about the bills and whether or not we can afford groceries this week.  It's been tough for us.  I will miss my family very much.  Almost all of my family live here in San Antonio.  It's about 5 hours to drive to Fort Worth, so I'm not sure how often I'll see them anymore.  But it will be good for E to get to know his grandmother better and his family up there.  I have to be optimistic even though I'm also nervous . . .

I will hate to leave this house.  I really feel comfortable here.  It just seemed like it belonged to us when we looked at it the first time.  I could picture myself cooking in the kitchen and letting E play in the backyard.  I was going to plant daffodils under the pear tree . . .  I've always wanted a pear tree . . .  And I love the sunsets out our bedroom window.  They can be so beautiful this time of year.  It's artistically inspirational to see those clouds in the turbulent sky, when the atmosphere is so unstable and we have humid gulf air crashing into cooler northern air.  You can see so much of the sky from my window, you can actually watch rain drift down from the clouds to be bent and shaped by the wind before it reaches the ground.  It's really beautiful . . .

A Side Blog . . .

I guess I'll start a little side blog about my sister CJ.  She's kind of mad at me today, but only because I was trying to help.  There is a guy at one of the restaurants we frequent who has been asking about her over and over again.  He has said several times that he and his buddy wanted to ask her out.  Then I told him I thought she was too old for them . . .  They just laughed.  But then today he asked about her again and asked if she was single and asked if she would date a younger man  . . .  I said he should ask her, and he said he would.  But then he didn't.  I guess he was too nervous or something.  I thought that was sweet, since CJ is also kind of shy and never thinks guys really think she's cute. 

So I intervened . . .  I know, cardinal sin of the sisterly code, but one we all commit-- right, girls?  So what did I do, you ask?  I wrote her phone number on a piece paper and handed it too him as we left the restaurant.  I never needed to say a word, he took the paper and knew what it was, said, "Wow, thanks!" and smiled as I left.  He really seems to think she's cute, and I thought he was good-looking, too.  Okay, he's too young.  But it remains to be seen if that even matters.  They're both adults.  It's not like he's in high school or anything.  And he has a job--CJ doesn't even have one, so it's not like he's a lazy loser or anything.  And he's liked her for a long time . . .  How romantic is that?  So sweet.  I hope she isn't too mad.  I hope she gives the guy a chance . . .

Well, that's enough rambling for one night.  I will blog again later.  Take care!
R