Moot Thoughts & Musings

Chris is this major packing fiend at the moment. I feel a bit like Abraham, packing but not sure where we're going. Okay, so maybe I'm not a patriarch, whatever. In the past two weekends, Chris has pretty much singlehandedly packed about 70% of our apartment. I've done about two boxes. But I have sorted some and put together a couple of boxes and provide opportune glasses of ice water. So I'm doing my part. It's kind of scary, though, because if I go out or go to sleep, I come back and find significant portions of our stuff missing, in a box somewhere. *wait! I haven't had a chance to pick out what I need yet!* It's somewhat unnerving, but I'm glad he's so dogged and so good at it. The books are the big thing. We have 30+ boxes of books already and counting... But he just fits them all in there without an inch to spare. I'm serious!!

My job today (and probably tomorrow, too) is to sort through my Desk that Wants To Be an Office. Not fun. I'm procrastinating dreadfully. And you don't have to encourage me to take it slow or to drink water, because I am! It's slow-going, because I keep getting distracted with reading stuff or going into the kitchen to get another glass of water. I'm using a plastic Mardi Gras cup to make me feel like I'm camping rather than in my civilized home. And I've got lots of stuff spread out to make it look like I'm making progress. Seriously, I am making progress, though. Things aren't in that bad shape, they just need to live in a filing cabinet and shelves. And right now they are going to live in boxes.

Other fun things:
Hanging out with our friends a lot this weekend, holding their very cute baby. (I feel like an aunt!) We've pretty much decided to leave the same day they do. That way nobody gets left. We've been eating the majority of suppers over there, spending as much time as possible. It works out nicely, that way neither of us has to cook a full meal. But there's one thing I'll always remember about these evenings: sitting in the living room with respective hot drinks after their Curly-Heads have gone to bed, listening to the baby's quiet breathing, and yawning. One person gets going, and we're all yawning the whole evening. ha. But hey, we're hanging out, and that's great.

And since I haven't been a blogging fiend this past couple of days, Beth beat me to it. We finally managed to connect on one of her business trips to NOLA and went out to a really great creperie that looks right out of Amelie or something, the red and green thing going. Sometimes after not having seen Cov folk in awhile, I get nervous about how we'll relate after college years and inevitable changes of the twenty-somethings. But, as usual, it's so easy to pick right back up, and we had such a nice time! Yea, we've changed (but the blogs do help with the continuity thing), but it was still the same people. It was fun to take a break from the craziness last week and enjoy good food and company. (And I hope your luggage gets back soon, Beth!)

In other happy things--Congratulations to Shannon and brand new baby Luke, who looks incredible for a newborn! What a kiddo! And all the people rejoiced.

On the web:
Found this site that the government made. You can plug in what you eat and it maps it out on the food pyramid breaking down the various components. Kind of cool.

Updated to add this quiz found on this blog. I'm still chuckling over it:

ok. back to Desk that is a Mess with a capital M.