ugh

Are you kidding me???

We STILL don't know.

Apparently, we are going to be getting some new information "early this week". Keep in mind that last week "early this week" was actually Friday. I guess bankers have a hard time distinguishing early from late. Near from far. Right from wrong. Work from porn (good on you, SEC).

Anyway. I'll let you all know once we find out. I'm sitting here wondering what's up too:) I can't wait to find out where we're heading in, oh, you know, 6 weeks.

ugh.

Will We or Won't We?

Oh my goodness...what a question?

So here's a quick run down of my life (the past few years anyway):

2007:

Totally just hanging out in NYC. Living the life, you know. And BAM! Out of nowhere...WE'RE MOVING TO ANN ARBOR for Business School. AHHHHHHH!!!

So Summer 2007 - we're living in Ann Arbor. What? Yeah, I know.

2008:

Livin' it up in Ann Arbor. Making some really AMAZING friends. Knowing that our time here is short and that we'll be moving SOMEWHERE next year.

2009:

Guess we're going back to NYC.

And here we are. Eh. Whatever.

2010:

All HECK breaks loose - craziness at Tony's "place of employment". We might not have a job!!! AHHHHHHH!!! But wait...here come some people who are interested in us...

Ha Ha! One of the offers is in London, isn't that hilarious???

Ummmmmmm...really? OK - so, this might actually happen???

SO that's the brief run down. We're still waiting to decide. One part of me wants to go right now - and the other part of me thinks that part of me is CRAZY!

SO, here's your chance. Tell me what you think we should do.

-Have you ever lived abroad (CARM!)(KARISHMA!)?
-Have you ever picked the crazy path over the comfortable path (Do I know any crazy people)?

I guess I'm looking for insight here - since we can't all meet up at Meghan's or Zingerman's Roadhouse to discuss my situation. Tell me what you think.

UPDATE

So...

Kitty did not get a hair cut. I repeat, DID NOT get a hair cut.

But I did.

Day at the Spa

I know. It's been a MONTH...ummm, sorry?

So the really exciting thing I decided to talk about today is...KITTY! He's spending the day at the pet spa. Hopefully getting a bath, and a haircut, and a "pet-a-cure".

I say "hopefully" because the lady who's going to take care of Hastings today told me that sometimes a cat just can't be groomed. And I have a feeling that Hastings is one of those cats...

We'll see; I let you know!

Well, OF COURSE!

So, the past few weeks I have diligently been going to they gym.

MONDAY: Warrior Flow Yoga
TUESDAY: Pilates
WEDNESDAY: Treadmill (or resting)
THURSDAY: Pilates
FRIDAY: Slow Flow Yoga

Today after Pilates I was going to meet my friend Carrie to watch her baby while she ran into an audition. SO, when I finished class I ran down to my locker to change my clothes and run. On the way downstairs, I thought, "Wouldn't it be funny if I forgot my combination?"

HA HA. Yeah, about that.

I forgot my combination.

I tried it over and over. My lock wouldn't open. The woman next to me tried to do it for me - she couldn't get it open. Everything precious to me was in that locker (not my cat, or husband, or wedding rings, but my COAT and my PHONE - very important things)

This was terrible. My friend was depending on me. If I didn't show up in 15 minutes she was going to have to quit acting and her baby's life would be ruined forEVER...

I ran upstairs and asked if someone would clip the lock for me. Deborah (we became really good friends) reached under the front desk and pulled out the biggest, reddest lock clippers you will ever see. She got the lock off and I got my stuff.

I ran upstairs and out of the gym, called Carrie and told her I was "ON MY WAY!!!" She said, "Sure, don't worry about it."

I got on the train and sat down. Deep breath. And now I was mad because I was going to have to buy a new $8 lock. And we are poor.

I was soooooo mad at the lock because it wouldn't open - I thought I'd try one more time to see if I could get it to work...

I reached into my bag...

And...

Pulled out 2 locks.

I STOLE SOMEONE'S GYM LOCK!!! Oh my goodness! I am a thief. I totally stole someone's lock and used it and then had it destroyed.

Good Side: My lock still works.
Bad Side: Somebody else's doesn't

Is It Wrong?

To want this stuff SO BADLY...

The picture in the catalogue was so cute - cuter than the website. It made me want summer.

RIGHT.THIS.SECOND.

Can You Tell

That this is a portrait of me...Do you see the resemblance? I do. Obviously! My niece, Eve, created this masterpiece. She's just turned 3. And pays very close attention to detail. Some highlights starring Eve and Callie (my super cool 8 year old niece and Eve's big sister):

EVE: Here's you mouth. And here's you neck. And here's you nose. And here's you mo*
*note: "mo" means MOLE. I happen to have a mole on the right side of my nose. Nothing crazy, just, you know, a little mole.
CALLIE: It is really noticeable.
JON (their dad): Meh. What are you gonna do?

Too true, Jon. Too true.