First Impressions

Now, some people like to make a certain impression when they meet a new group of people. The Brewers like to take matters into their own hands. Today, we met several fire fighters and their families. Everyone was super nice, and I even got to meet the other new guy's wife and son. Then came the games. Elijah, Layla Grace, and The Man joined in for the "Dig the Hubba Bubba out of the pile of whip cream and try to blow a bubble first" game.

While no one took the number one slot for this game, we did manage to win two trays of cupcakes in the cupcake walk. BREWERS RULE (Say this like the Opey Convention kids from Black Sheep who yell "O'DOYLE RULES" randomly through the movie)

JS. Got the Kids in Bed by 8:30

Today I...

Woke up at 6:27am. No reason. Just did it. I have a wild side.
Went back to sleep at 6:28am. WILD I tell ya.
Woke a few minutes later to my husband's first alarm signaling his wake up call for his first day of work.
Woke a few minutes later to my husband's SECOND alarm signaling his wake up call for his first day of work.
Slept til 10am when I had to force myself to get out of bed as my belly was so hungry my button was rubbing a hole in my backbone (this is how I speak now. I live in Idaho).
Opened my iPhone Bible app.
Blinked
Closed my iPhone Bible app.
Opened my game apps and played Words With Friends with pals across the nation.
Made myself half of a bagel and a cup of coffee and ate
Dragged my body into decent clothes and fought with my internet connection to print the information I needed for the applications I planned to submit today
Wrestled with my wireless printer. It got ugly, but I put him in a full nelson and made him call me mamma
Won
Drove to Boise to pick up fingerprint cards
Drove to Meridian to be fingerprinted
Drove back to Boise to turn in my application for my teaching license and sub license
Drove to Nampa, the city in which I now live
Stopped by Target for necessities like Playdoh
Ran into Best Buy to exchange my iPod car player as the previous one was beneath me.
Made a pretty delish dinner-Ground turkey stroganoff, broccoli with a hint of cheddar, and garlic bread.
Signed up for milk man delivery service. Do I look like I am kidding? I am giddy as a school girl!! My husband is a little concerned on several levels.
Ate ice cream in my neighbor's driveway whilst getting to know her. Her name is Jessica. She has three small kids, several family members who live on our very street, and  husband that is often away for work. I like her. We will be walking buddies starting tomorrow night. By Wednesday we will be jogging buddies because walking takes too long.
Hung out with my family. I like them.
Put my kids to bed at 11, which is not at all appropriate.
Planned how to get them in bed earlier tomorrow.

Settling In

Who knew you generate so much trash when you move? Raise your hand. Not me. We are on huge box number two of trash bags. The first one was gone before we moved. That means 42 bags of garbage left my house. How is that possible? Then we have only a few bags left in our new house box. Yikes.
But, it's necessary. We have about 400sqf. less than our Reno house, but a lot more storage in closets and what not. You may not know how I feel about what not, but I love it. I try to fit what not in whenever possible. The possibilities are endless: my pocket, my purse, my hand, your hand. Endless.

• Our house is beautiful. We are taking reservations.
• My piano fits perfectly
• There are several churches very near our house, so no more commuting
• The grocery store is inches from our house (well, if I was a giant, but still, very close)
• The movie theatre is less than inches from our house; we could walk if we were feeling fiesty. I feel a date night coming on VERY soon
• We are on the outskirts of town still; this time it means we are 11 minutes from everything in our city instead of 6. There are four exits on the freeway that exit into our city. Weird but true. 
• We live in the best neighborhood ever. Seriously. The kids are cool and polite, the families are large, no one so far is Mormon, and the womens are pretty great. My immediate neighbor speaks in Friends quotes. I shed a tear.
• There is a 40% chance we are coming to Reno for the Rib Cook off. It has been a tradition for a decade. I am not sure my body will allow me to miss the lemonade. We will keep you updated.
• The Man starts his new job on Monday. He is anxious, excited, freaked out, stressed, unnerved. Pray for peace. 
• Jobs for me seem to be scarce. I am not complaining. I miss being home with no outside work responsibilities. I would love to find something that is bendy. Subbing at the around-the-corner-Christian-school is looking convenient. There are also several teachers on my street who said they will hook me up with sub jobs. Then I can work around Mike's schedule and be around for the kids. 
• I am looking so forward to together time with Sam I Am. Singing JUST YOU AND IIII..HIIII!

So Long NV

Crazy as it seems the big day is here. We leave this morning. It seems strange and a little unreal, but I am sure it will hit me as soon as the nostalgia wears off and I realize I don't live here anymore. It will REALLY sink in when I realize I can't secretly stop by the rib cook off several times over the weekend. Truth be told we don't think we have it in us to miss it, I mean we like all of you so much we may come back to visit. 

Pray for peace and a good church. Pray for good hair while you're at it. The Man's has been a bit unruly. If you are ever in the area stop by for coffee and vittles and a big squeeze (I don't mean an interogation). See you soon. Miss you already.

Melancholy

I do not like this feeling, but it's happening to me. Clearly there is much going on that makes me feel this way along with several other crazy emotions.
This morning though, I got a text saying an old friend of mine committed suicide last Monday. We worked together for a couple years, she was my roommate for a while, and she was around for some pretty important happenings in my life- namely, my car accident in San Diego when I was without family and 7 months pregnant and beginning labor on the freeways of San Diego. She came down there like an irate mother and wouldn't let the doctors take another minute before giving me an answer about my baby. She also helped me practice my conversation before calling my husband, who was then stationed several hours away in Washington, to tell him that little baby may come out before he makes it home (and three months early). She was a good hand holder, always did the dishes, and will always be part of a really important story in my life.

Thanks Kate.

What Are We Up To?

Packing. The end. NO WAIT!!

We invite all of you to say good-bye to us over appetizers and desserts at Erin Harrison's house from 6:30-9 open house style. We hope to see you all there. Miss you already.
The Brewers of Reno....for now.

Oh yes. Erin said it help to mention this will take place this Sunday the 17th. Text me for her address.