Some (long overdue) shots of the new place...

Back of the house... note the drop off of death from my kitchen doors.

Upstairs bathroom

My closet

"Basement". It's above ground. There is a washer and dryer down there too.

Entryway

Powder room

Living room

Fancy free TV

Kitchen

Messy kitchen

Drop off of death.

My room.

My room (and own entrance into the bathroom)

Isaac's room

I once read an article in a scrapbooking magazine that said when you take a picture of a THING make sure you have a pitcure of a person in it too. So that is why Isaac is in nearly every shot.

As you can see there is a still a fair amount of unpacking to do. I didn't even show the shots of the third bedroom where all of the crap is thrown. I love living here though.

Quickly

http://www.slacker.com/ <--- free radio. Good stuff. Happies

• I bit the bullet and bought a new camera. Pictures of my new house to come shortly.
• I LOVE MY NEW PLACE!
• Schoooooooooooooooooool's out for summer!!!

Crappies

• My development has so much loose mud everywhere as there is still a ton of construction going on. Combine that with rain nearly every day and that equals tons and tons of tracked in mud. Add that to the new carpeting which sheds like crazy and I feel like I am spending my whole life vacuuming and mopping.
• I am in a computer training right now (an induction requirement for school). Also, I got a whopping one day off before I had to come in and set up for ESY (Extended School Year) which rolled out Monday. I am sure I will love the money but man, it is rough to have no time off.

Pretty much why I haven't blogged in ages...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6ujADXp0dM Maintaining a house with a toddler all alone is exhausting!

Update

Well we have been moved into the new place for a week. Everything with settlement went great. In the mean time I have been dropping money like crazy trying to get the new place outfitted with the essentials. And when I am not spending money I am stuck somewhere in the never ending cycle of packing up my car with boxes, driving them to Pottstown, unloading them, hauling them up two flights of stairs to my new place, unpacking, hauling empty boxes back to the parents place. It's exhausting!! I will try to take some pictures of the new place soon if I can borrow someone's camera. It is coming together slowly but surely. We were supposed to tackle my garden this afternoon but it has been postponed two weeks. I do not fele horribly domestic yet, although I did turn on my oven for the first time today. I made english muffin pizzas for lunch. Isaac adjusted insanely quickly and he loves giving tours of the new place. I still feel like we are living in a hotel. It is still missing a lot of the homey touches right now. Also it has been a big adjustment getting used to living alone with Isaac. I miss chatting with my parents in the evenings. Anyways, things are well. The internet is finally up and running at my new place. The cupboards are full and the beds are warm, so I certainly can't complain. Oh and the last day of school is Wednesday!!

This photo from the White House Flickr account shows a young boy rubbing President Barack Obama’s head. Reportedly, “The youngster wanted to see if the President’s haircut felt like his own.”

Having a self-identified black man in the White House matters. Yes, it does.

Gay white rapper

Why do I even bother?

Well I decided Isaac and I would check out our new ward (church congregation) today. It was a disaster from start to finish. And finish was only about 2/3 of the way through sacrament meeting when I hauled him out of the chapel by his upper arm, drug him out to the front lawn, where I completely lost my patience and screamed at him and shook him and threw him in the car. Fabulous first impression. The intolerably obnoxious preschooler who spent literally the whole entire sacrament meeting going "I waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant to go hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooome. I haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurch" and the insanely violent mother.