So.. the move. Big D and I finally moved into our beautiful new apartment. It is a huge two bedroom with more light than I have seen in ages. We also have an amazing private deck which will host many a BBQ to come. All this... located in the heart of Astoria.. Land of amazing Greek food (OMG I just had a weird Price is Right moment.. I almost ended that sentence with " AND A NEW CAR!!!!")
I pretty much have spent every spare moment since we got here in the kitchen cooking. It just feels so good to actually have all the equipment I need to make a meal. My kitchen bliss is also allowing me to overlook the fact that we still have no chairs for our kitchen table, there is about 1/2 a truck load of stuff in the hall for goodwill, my closet has been taken over by rogue battalion of shoes and I can't find a Goddamn European pillow to save my life. But who gives a shit.. I'm making Zuppa Toscana.
The move itself was relatively painless. With the exception that our staircase is almost impossible to navigate with furniture. Our bed frame and box spring had to be lifted over the third floor balcony with ropes.. ehhhhhh.. My teeth are grinding just thinking of it. Our biggest concern were the couches my Father was nice enough to give us. But by some miracle, the sky parted and God smiled down and said "my children this couch was made by me and can be broken into teeny tiny pieces, so none of you will have to risk death or property damage." And A-Fricken-Men for that, I don't think my blood pressure could have taken another trip over the balcony.
So now I'm sitting comfy cozy in my almost unpacked house.. a very happy housefrau. Life is grand. I will upload pictures as soon as I figure out how the get them onto this MacContraption from my PC.
xoxo
Fast Alice
PS. sometime for fun I am going to post a blog that is un-spellchecked.. I'm sure it would be entertaining for all. I always get a good giggle at how wrong I am... sheesh
