Thanks for all the support....I have wonderful friends.

Paca's gone. She was staying at Steph's b/c my landlord was going to come by the look at our dysfunctional oven. I went to pick Paca up, and as I was walking to my car, the cage fell off of it top (it wasn't completly secured), and she flew off and around a building. Stephanie (who is a wonderful friend) and I spent 2 hours walking around her complex, along the street, and around the shopping center across the street, whistling and calling her. I left the cage open on Steph's porch, put a sign up, and am calling the leasing office tomorrow. Best case scenario, she flew to someone's porch to get out of the snow, made some noise, and they let her in. I'm trying not to think about the worst case scenario. Slighly better than worse case scenario, a cat got her or something so that she can at least go quickly. I'm feeling like the worst pet owner ever b/c the cage top should have been on better, or at least I shouldn't have been carrying it by the handle, and Paca's wings should have been clipped (I'd been meaing to have that done soon. The road to hell & so forth...)

It's been snowing all day! Woo hoo! And we might not have to come in tomorrow if the roads ice...I have to call & find out when I wake up tomorrow. Here's hoping that I can roll over and go back to sleep. And then take one of my many empty boxes and go sledding on the golf course!

I just turned in my keys/swipe card/remote to the Post Valley office. I am no longer a Smyrnian. (Hee hee, sounds like I used to live in some obscure Middle Eastern country.) I'm so glad to be done with the move and settling into the new place. Big thanks & hugs to Mom, Dad, Matthew, Justin & Daniel for their invaluable assistance Saturday. A note about trucks: if you have as much stuff as I do, you cannot move in a 10' truck. Save yourself a trip back to the Ryder place and get the 15' to start with. And don't buy huge couches. They're a pain in the ass to move, though Matthew is getting really good at taking doors off their hinges. This is a skill that will surely serve him well in life. Anyway, Paca & I are very happy in our new home. Brooke's happy too, but she & Scott went to Mississippi for the week so he can meet her parents.

If you haven't been here yet, you should visit soon. You can sit on the wall around the front porch and heckle the golfers across the street (not that I've tried yet.) Or, since it's really cold out there, you can sit in front of the fireplace, and I'll even make you a nice cup of hot chocolate. Or I'll mix you a drink with Brooke's copious supply of liquor, and then maybe you'll be up for golfer-heckling.