Our New House!!!

It's official! We are waiting on all the papers to be signed, then we'll get an inspection and survey, and close on May 17th!!!

Leave it to the Bubbas to be efficient....2 cars and a house in the first 2 weeks we live in Houston!

Car-ma

So, the new car I bought on Tuesday? It's a beautiful silver Honda Accord. I love it, and Bubba got us a great deal on it (he has the best credit of anyone I know).

But, the Karma Gods decided to mess with us yesterday. I got rear-ended while turning left into a Dairy Queen for a Blizzard (haven't had one since I hit DQ Country). :( No one was hurt, but my car will need body work done, the bumper is all crunched.

It gets better.

The jack-ass that hit me was driving a POS suburban from the early 90s that looked like it was being held together with duct tape. He had to be towed away. But you know what that means....there is NO WAY this guy has insurance. Which, of course, he didn't. I've never seen Bubba's Mom so mad....she screamed so much at that guy I'm sure she scared the be-jesus out of him! The car also wasn't registered in his name, and turns out he JUST got out of jail last week for TOO MANY DRIVING TICKETS and doesn't even have a license!!! Why do I have to always get hit by morons like this!?! Why? Ironically, in the state of Texas, the cop would have arrested him on the spot if his license was SUSPENDED, but the fact that he didn't have one in the first place just gets him a ticket. WTF? &*(#$*)#(*!

So, my brand new beautiful car will be in the shop getting a little cosmetic work done. Luckily Bubba's Sis's husband works at a dealership and is going to get it taken care of for us. We're letting our insurance go after this jack-ass and maybe we'll get the $250 we're out for being hit by an un-insured motorist. But I doubt it.

The good news is that no one was hurt, not even the two kids the jack-ass had in the front seat of his two-seater suburban, likely un-buckled. We're going to be at Bubba's Mom's for another week, so we don't need the car right now anyway. And Drew wasn't with us, so I didn't have to worry about him.

Needless to say, I'm not thrilled to be driving a car again after 3 years of not having to deal with this shit. If you are driving the streets of Houston, I won't be hard to spot....I'll be the young woman driving like an old lady in the right lane, going just under the speed limit and shaking my fist at all the jack-asses passing me.

We're Ba-ack!!!

Well, after taking a few days for blogger to figure out who I am (I ALWAYS seem to have problems with the new blogger), I can update y'all!

We made the Grand Move just fabulously! Drew did wonderful on both flights to TX (to Dallas, then on to Amarillo), and we all decided that First Class is the WAY to go. We got warm nuts in a little bowl before our fabulous lunch! Anyway, we had a great time hanging out with my family in Wellington. Drew met his Papa and his Mu (my grandmother) and a bunch of other people, and even got a little baby Bible from my home-town church! We made our final flight to Houston on Monday, and that went fine as well. We officially live in Houston now. Although I feel like I'm still on vacation because I'm living out of a suitcase at Bubba's Mom's house. But that's ok, because there's lots of people around to help take care of the Drew-Bear!

We bought two cars this week, and made our first house-hunting trip. We're back in the swing of things, Texas-Style.

Poop

No, not what you're thinking....

It SNOWED here yesterday! Off and on several times during the day. It's APRIL for God's sake!! I am so sick of this crappy, cold weather. It's ruining my plans for my last weekend in New York.

~Harumph~

De-Nile

They say denial is a river in Africa.

Well, it's also an apartment on the Upper West Side in Manhattan.

I am moving in a week, and I'm in denial of this fact. It doesn't seem possible that in a few short days, I won't live here anymore. I won't be a New Yorker. But does living here only 3 years even qualify you as a New Yorker? I'm thinking no. But hey, I've definitely been 'a local.' But then again, I've always been a Texan, and I don't think you can claim two locations at once. So I'll stick with Texas.

I think the reason for the state I'm in is due to the fact that we are not packing ourselves for this Great Migration across the country. The Packers are coming next Monday. So my apartment looks like it has for the past few months or so, with only my boxes from work and my boxed up maternity clothes sitting in one corner to signify that Change is in the air. Mentally I'm preparing only for an extended 3-week vacation to TX, as that's all I have to pack for. It's very weird.

I waiver back and forth every day as to whether or not I'm actually ready to leave this great city. On the days that I have to fight the ladies in the laundry room, I'm desperate to get out of here. And on the days when I can't get a cab and need to get somewhere with the munchkin, and the subway is out because I can't easily get up and down the subway stairs with the stroller. But most of the rest of the time, I'm still enjoying living here. I love walking everywhere in my neighborhood. I like the close access to the parks. I even enjoy NOT owning a car. But mainly, this has been my home for the past 3 years, and it's going to be hard to say good-bye.

I think THAT is the main reason I'm in De-Nile. Good-bye seems like forever. And I'm not ready for that. I'm ready to get on with my life, and I know this is a good thing for my family. But it's still hard.