Thanks to everyone that helped us this weekend, we’re all moved in to our new house. We’re a littele beat up and bruised, and we’ll probably be in bed by 9pm every night this week, but we’re moved. Yay. You’d think we had moving down to a science, and I’m pretty sure we’re not too far off, but its amazing how much energy, physical and mental, moving takes.

Jackie and I both really love this house, so hopefully we won’t be moving any time soon (though I think we said the same thing about the house we just moved out of). The owners of the house are really nice and are planning on moving into this house in a couple of years, and from what Jackie’s told me, they want us to live there until they do. I have no problems with that. This place is plenty big for the two of us and when the time comes (it hasn’t yet) there’s enough room for us to have a kid.

We’ll be having a housewarming party in the next month or so, but the plan is to have poker night in a few weeks (sorry Ben). So keep your eyes peeled and your phone ready, because you may just get the call. And just so everybody knows, Dilby, you’re first on the list of invitees. Can you make it?

PS: I’m going to see if Ryan Stotts can make it. I haven’t seen him for a while and I’d like to know who he’s dating now.

PPS: Happy Birthday Glenn & Brenna!