I'm not sure if anyone has noticed, but there are no pictures of the house here. Nope, none at all. This is because 1) I suck at taking pictures, and b) I'm too tired to care. We're loving the house, but it is a ton of work right now and will be that way for some time to come. By the end of the day we all just sort of fall over into semi-comas, and that's it until morning. Sooooo, no pictures yet. Sorry. :-(
We "officially" moved in on the 21st, with the help of three strapping young men from church - and thank GOD for those guys, because we never would've made it otherwise! A fair amount of our furniture is what you'd call "substantial", not to mention the baby grand piano, antique organ, etc. etc. etc. Yeah, we got us some big stuff! Jon and I have never been fans of the spindly, delicate-looking school of home furnishing; our stuff is sturdy and lasting, but heavy to move. Happily, Jonas, Aaron and Joe seemed to think that dragging our household goods around in 100-degree heat was good fun (crazy guys) so everything is more or less in place now. Well, the big pieces are in place. Mostly. The boxes and bins and piles of not-big stuff are....ummm.....everywhere. We live in a cardboard maze. But that's okay; it will all find a place eventually.
All the contractor work is done now - cupboards, flooring, drywall repair, and - oh yeah, baby! - the POOL!! We just have to shock it and backflush the pump, and we'll be swimming 24/7. Okay, maybe not that much, but a lot! The lovely thing is that we'll get sooooooo much more use from a pool here than we did in Michigan - longer season, overall hotter weather - we are VERY excited! I fully expect youngest son to have gills by this fall. It's actually kind of funny just how much enjoyment you can get from what is, essentially, a gigantic bucket of water. But when it's 105 degrees and the humidity is at ungodly levels and you can steam your dinner on the your car's dashboard....a pool is a beautiful thing.
In the midst of our moving and settling and such, darling daughter has finally been able to satisfy her yearning for kitties. Thanks to my sister and her neighbors (Hi Preston and Cindy!), we have two delightful orange tabbies who answer to "Milo" and "Charlie". Milo is a talker - sometimes it's a little creepy, how much his meowing sounds like real words. And Charlie has thumbs. Faith is tickled to death with that. They're both very mellow, friendly cats, who love to just hang out with you. They don't mind the dogs (a definite plus) and they love attention. And since her daddy told her that she could have as many cats as she wanted once we got our own place again (that'll teach him!), next week we're bringing home a momma cat and her six kittens. Yes, all six. Momma and two of the kittens are black and white; three kittens are solid black; and one is a feisty little sterling-gray tabby who I have named Stormageddon. (bonus points if you know where that name comes from) I think this should hold us for a bit, don't you?
So that's the current status of our family. Y'all come see us, y'hear?