This is the World's Most Charming and Badass Hotel.
Isn't it GORGEOUS?!?!? And look at all that sunshine!!! I miss it. It was sunny for two days (for about three hours a day) last week, then NADA. My light therapy anti crazy lamp should be here early next week. Hopefully it will help with this feeling that I need to claw all my skin off and climb up the walls. Fingers crossed!!
And also, if you're somehow reading this because you're about to move to Northwood, or anywhere in the northwest London area, and you'd like to stay in this AMAZEBALLS hotel (three rooms!!! two floors!!! biggest bathroom in the ENTIRE WORLD!!!) just drop me a line. It's the Barnyard Hotel in Ruislip and I can hunt down the number for you.
These are from Move In Day. Future Warren, I'm so sorry. But I had to do it. Your wife will understand when you have little babies of your own.
We were bored and had cabin fever yesterday, so we drove to the Air Force base to stock my pantry and all that good stuff. I snapped these crap pics from the car, through the windshield, but I just love all this snow stuff!!! I'm sure it will wear off, but right now I LOVE it. All caps. From inside, of course. I don't actually go into it.
Random shot of Ava. So fricking gorgeous. And smart. While watching a CSI rerun where a showgirl was murdered because she was so desperate for people to see her as beautiful, Catherine reminded me how important it is to make sure Ava knows how smart she is. And she REALLY is, so hopefully that will be an easy one for me.
Front of my new house. Notice the two chimneys? There's not a fireplace to be found on any of the three floors. Very strange.
And my favorite traffic sign. Love.
More snow. Getting sick of seeing it yet?
And more random shots of the kids.
We seem to be adjusting well. No more jet lag. I stay up way too late watching Dexter, but I'm not actually jet lagged. We moved Daisy to a real bed, and she didn't get up at all last night. Well, not enough for us to come in there. I found the channel with Girls, so I've got that to look forward to tonight, and I'm basically so excited that I can't sit still. I love that show so fricking much.
Nick starts work tomorrow. We got a confusing letter from the school Scott interviewed at, so I have to call them tomorrow. I'm trying to give myself a pep talk, but my heart is racing just thinking about it. Will this ever go away? I feel like my zoloft dose is pretty well calibrated for everything else- maybe I'm going to be terrified of talking to people for the rest of my life? Oh well. Once he gets settled somewhere, it's on to finding something for Warren because he's driving me crazy. Hopefully the express shipment will get here this week too and I can finally get everything put to rights.
Who am I kidding, I've got sixty five episodes of Dexter left.
Think I can get through them by the end of the week?