the move

Our move did not go as smoothly as I had hoped. Even though Quinn's company was paying for movers, we still ran into our fair share of problems and headaches. I overestimated my abilities to get everything done while suffering from constant all-day pregnancy sickness and absolute exhaustion. So Friday night, with our moved scheduled for Saturday morning, I of course had a freak out moment that we were never going to get everything done. Finally I gave up trying and just went to bed because I was so tired.

Saturday morning we drove down to the new apartment paid our money and got the keys. Then we drove back up to the old apartment to finish packing and wait for the movers. They called to say they were running behind schedule so it would be later afternoon when they got there. Fine with me, I took a nap. Finally around four o'clock we got another call saying the team that was suppose to move us got in an accident on the highway and one of the guys got hurt and had to go to the hospital. The basic point of the phone call was to inform us they weren't going to be able to move us that day. Our bed was already disassembled and wrapped up for moving. Quinn and I moved some of the more fragile valuable stuff ourselves that night. We had discussed just sleeping on the couch and the floor of our apartment, but I was able to talk Quinn into getting a motel because as usual I was exhausted and needed sleep.

We went to the Motel Six. I should have known something was amiss when the guy let me pay in cash and never asked for a credit card. The room was falling apart around us. I slept fine, because I have the talent to be able to sleep anywhere, anytime and through anything. Quinn however did not sleep very well. But he made good use of his sleeplessness and watched the gold medal game for USA basketball.

We woke up in the morning to housekeeping banging on our door. There were absolutely no toiletries in the motel, no shampoo, no lotion, just bar soap. So I washed my hair with bar soap. Hello, does that even sound like me? I was desperate. We got dressed in our random assortment of clothing that we could find and went to wait for the movers. They finally showed up and man those guys worked hard. They hauled every piece of furniture and box we had out of our second story apartment and loaded it onto the truck, then unloaded all the same stuff and delivered it to our third story apartment (with the help of the elevator). I was exhausted just watching them.

So we finally got moved. Yesterday, I got our bedroom, living room, and the bathrooms set up before I collapsed with exhaustion. I still have the kitchen and the extra bedroom to go. Wish me luck!

seven

I packed seven boxes today and I'm tired. I hate packing and moving. I just feel so lucky that all I have to do is pack and that I don't actual have to lift and move things.

worst kept secret

I had been making plans for a big announcement. My brother-in-law Ryan was going to help me out. How many of you have seen the Conan O'Brien skit "If They Mated"? For those of you who haven't it goes something like this (for some reason I can't find an actual video of the skit anywhere on the internet), they take pictures of two celebrities rumored to be dating...



and then use their photoshop magic to see what their offspring would look like...



but, alas I slacked and never got Ryan the pics he needed, but take my word for it, it would have been hilarious. But now, basically the secret is out, so without further ado, for those few people who don't already know...

Quinn and I are expecting our first child. I haven't been to the doctor yet, but I think I am due somewhere around March 21st. We are both very excited and can't wait to start a family. And for the record, our baby will be much better looking than A-Rod's and Madonna's.

accepted!

Quinn accepted a job offer today! Congratulations! He has worked so hard. He starts on Wednesday.

This means we will be staying in the Dallas area. So please come and visit!