Hey, you guys!! I've been absent from the blog for a month for the BEST of reasons... okay, also because I'm lazy and have been without an internet connection... but the main reason is that we MOVED INTO THE LOG HOUSE!!!
I KNOW! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks to a little push and help from our friends Bert and Lisa and my mother, we moved the big stuff out to the new house the weekend before Christmas. Despite our herculean effort, though, we left quite a bit of detritus littered about the old house which we are *ahem* still boxing up in drips and drabs. Yes, I know. UGH.
But, I digress. Once we had that major load of schtuff moved out to the new house, The Hubs and I sort of looked at each other and said, "What the heck? Let's just ... sleep here."
And we did. And there was much rejoicing.
My Pennsylvanian sister Ells arrived a few days before Christmas and helped us decorate. The new house. For CHRISTMAS. It. was. wonderful. You have not seen a happier girl than this girl right here. On Christmas day, we hosted my whole family for gifting and eating and more happiness. The only thing that could have made our full hearts even closer to bursting is if Bob's parents hadn't abandoned us and the cold northern winter for the alligator-infested warmth of Florida -- er, I mean, if Bob's family had also been present. We can't wait for them to return and for all the cousins to experience the joy of log-a-riffic living this summer.
To illustrate said happiness, I submit this photographic evidence:
Cooking for the first time in the new house. With cheese, appropriately.
Hey, I didn't say it was a full, fancy meal. What's wrong with grilled cheese?
The dining room... with furniture sort of temporarily scattered about. But - look - a table cloth!
The Boy and The Girl on Christmas morning. In the log house. For Christmas.
EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Sorry. It's still just so awesome.
The stockings were hung by the (unfaced) chimney with care... by an 8 year old whose decorating ideas consist of hanging sparkly clumps of garland on those metal tab things like birds' nests.
Just a gratuitous shot of the interior of the house.
(This is standing in the dining room, looking through the living room toward the arctic entry/front door.)
Bob and I, finally at home in logs.
