Just read Molly’s blog re: party, and laughed out loud when she pointed out that drunken JR had a sway of about 4 feet. Luckily, nothing was broken, right?
Lunch today at Rhea and Ti-Fred’s house, on the deck, with pizza and beer. Also, it’s so cozy warm that I’m having trouble staying awake at my desk. Perfect catnap weather. Luckily, the coffee has just started to kick in (heh, just in time for beer?).
We’re getting movers, but we’re going to self-pack. It will cost us a bit of money — not too much, I hope — but given that we don’t have the stable of favors to call in like we used to, I think it’s the best choice.