Kei and I have moved. Last Saturday we grabbed a couple friends (thanks Loren and Carol!), a 16′ Budget rental truck and loaded all our earthly posessions for an epic 7 mile journey to the northern slopes of Seattle. If you need our new address just email me.

Three months ago, during the heat of a nuclear summer, I pushed out our move a few months. “Moving in August? That sounds too dry, too pleasant. Give me a November move any day, when the sky really opens up!” So, like Noah I packed up my stuff up two by two (Mao and Bertie, Salt and Pepper, Shampoo and Conditioner) and watched the waters rise. Now that we’re in and dry I’m thankful I moved in November. You see, the last place I moved into was a A number 1 for summer livin. Lots of shade, cross breeze, etc. Unfortunately when winter hit it was a mold party. So having selected this fair little house during the winter months I was able to guage it’s water tight-ness. OK. This was no great prescience on my part, I just was too exhausted last August after my company move to look at another box again. But it worked out OK.

Jordan and Kate came by last night and brought some delicious housewarming Minestrone. They even left the left overs. Ah shucks!