that wasn’t my last post of the year. This might be.

All I have to say is OY IT’S TOO DAMN EARLY TO BE UP

but we are getting an Early Start on the Moving.

And that is all.

So today in the middle of moving, this happened. We had to stop moving and come hole up at my parents’ again. Tomorrow will be spent in a last-minute frenzy of trying to get our furniture moved into our home before 2006 because I have a huge superstitious obsession with being in there at the beginning of 2006.

In the meantime, IF I don’t get to come back online before then, Happy New Year to all y’all.

If you look to the right, you will see that my flickr photos have finally changed. If you want to check them out, they’re some pics of our as-yet empty house. Just the downstairs, because I didn’t make it upstairs with the camera before Rob said “Let’s go I’m hungry!” and I was hungry too.

We’re not completely moved in, yet. Today we had an appointment with the housing lady to pick up our keys and do a walk-through to make sure all was well with the house. After she left, I snapped a few pics. Then we went for our lunch, went out and returned some pop bottles (Look, when you consume as much pop as we do, it’s worth it to get back the 40 cents/bottle!– today’s bottles came out to nearly $30), and then came back to my parents’, where we called and arranged for Internet hookup (sorry to say that it won’t be hooked up until next Wednesday so uhm… yeah. I won’t be around for a few days) and I napped, because I barely slept last night. Then we shanghai’d my father’s truck and brought a load of boxes over, did a quick run to the grocery store, and here we are back again. Hopefully we’ll get all the boxes finished with tonight; tomorrow we’ll move in all the furniture.

Lucky for us most of our stuff was never unpacked when we moved to my parents’ house– we only have to pack up what’s in our room, which really isn’t much.

Also? TOMORROW NIGHT WE SLEEP IN OUR OWN HOUUUUUUSE!

I’m just going to get this out of the way right now, right at the beginning, so that there’s no room for doubt: My family is insane. Insane. Not in a “Oh we are so nutty! Look at us all lip-synching to Martha and the Vandellas while wearing our pyjamas!” way. More like a “Everyone’s yelling! Now everyone’s crying! Now more yelling! Oh no now we’re all going to pretend like absolutely nothing happened but the rage! the rage is seeeeething!” kind of way. Dramatics (I’ve gotten the best of all the heritages– French and Irish for absolute Whitney Houston Batshit Crazy Drama, with Scottish thrown in for thriftiness) and grudge-keeping, huge huge love and profound sadness and manic happiness. That’s us.

This does not in any way stop me from loving my family. I love them fiercely and I would do just about anything for each and every one of them. Everyone in my family, no matter how much I bitch about them here, is an amazing person and I wouldn’t change them– yeah, you heard me, I wouldn’t change them. Please keep that in mind as you read the following episode of Basement Dwelling:

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I realized today that I’m a bit to obsessed with my blog (that’s what happens when you move to your parents’ basement and your main mode of communication with the outside world is the internet machine) when I started feeling all insulted that (and this is what was actually running through my head– yes I’m over it now please don’t start telling me I’m a loser for being this way) “No one even comments. SOME PEOPLE get like 30 comments on every post they make even if their post is about “OMG I just ate a hamburger it was soooooooooo good!” and I put my heart and sould into posts about… uhm… well whatever my posts have got to be better than the hamburger one and no comments for me since four days ago! I checked– I got over 200 hits today and not one comment! That must mean I’m TOO BORING FOR WORDS!” So I decided to take my ball and go home– that I would take a break from the ol’ blerg. Then I remembered that I had done this meme and WHERE WOULD YOU BE IF I DIDN’T SHARE IT WITH YOU?!

You’re pretty lucky, you know. You were *thisclose* to me taking a break!
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Christmas was good, even after the whole Annual Christmas Freak-Out (which is a whole other story but suffice it to say my mother does not enjoy it when things don’t go exactly as they have every other Christmas ever known to man. She’s very routine-bound. I’m surprised she doesn’t have us trekking around on a donkey or something in Bethlehem). We woke up this morning, packed up all the gifts, and headed to my brother’s house.
After mucho delicious food (my brother has perfected my mom’s recipe for tourtiere, which is a traditional Christmas meal around here– we usually have the turkey on New Year’s) we got around to opening our gifts. I’m not going to list everything, but here are the highlights:

My parents gave me a LIGHT UP SHOWER KARAOKE MACHINE! Okay, maybe. I’m not exacty sure what it is for SURE, but it seems to be a radio with a light on it. As for the shower karaoke, let’s face it. I don’t need a machine to make me sing in the shower.

Rob’s parents gave me a bunch of socks, which I desperately needed. I actually wore some of them today (the monkey ones). I love socks. I love socks with things on them like monkeys.

My sweetie snuggle bean love head of LOVE and I had decided not to go all-out this year, what with the move. So we set a price limit and I got the thing I’ve been wanting forever, anyway: The Constant Princess, by Philippa Gregory.

But I think we both agree that the most exciting gift was the one we got from my brother’s family. We had asked him, when we got engaged, if he would consider making our wedding rings for us. He said yes, and gave them to us today. They’re just beautiful. Rob has some pictures up, if you want to go look. We were amazed– as I mentioned, we went and tried on the “dummies” last week (his practice ones). They weren’t spectacular– so we were both kind of (secretly from each other because we didn’t want to freak each other out) doubting whether they’d be nice or not. Stinker made them ugly just to trick us, methinks.

Rob also got to hold my youngest nephew for a good half-hour. He says he was terrified (he’s never been around tiny kids much before) but I personally think he was a natural.
NOT THAT MY BIOLOGICAL CLOCK IS TICKING OR ANYTHING.

I hope that those of you who celebrate had a wonderful Christmas, and that your New Year will be rockin’, even without Dick Clark.

My mother is mental and the house-having is in danger.
IN DANGER.

… I got that job. Congratulations to me! I’ll be teaching History (in French) and English (in English).
Yay!
Of course it all only starts in February so I’ll have to find something to do to make money during January or we’ll be foodless, but whatevs! I got the job!

Overheard:

Louise running in from the shower: Rob! ROB! Look at my eyebrows! And my armpit! And my left knee! Look at all the hairs growing on me!

Rob: Well aren’t you a hairy buck?

Louise: I AM THE HAIRIEST BUCK IN THE WORLD!

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I got a phone call today asking me to go in for a job interview tomorrow. Now, I haven’t interviewed for a job since… 2001 I think. Anyway it’s been awhile, and I’m a bit nervous, to say the least.
One thing I’ve always experienced in every single darn job interview I’ve been on is the “what’s your best trait?”/”what’s your biggest weakness” route of questioning. First of all I really don’t love the idea of trying to ‘talk myself up’. I think I’m good at what I do, and I try my best. That’s all. And I don’t want to sound like a complete BS-er with that second one. Because you just KNOW people must hate the whole “Oh, my worst trait is that I work SO HARD!!!” thing. At the same time, though, I don’t want to tell them that my worst trait is that sometimes I just want to stay in bed all day eating cheese and watching reruns of the Golden Girls. That Sophia, she cracks me up.
Anyway the interview is tomorrow afternoon, 1:00 Atlantic time (12 Eastern). So good luck to me at that time in the future!

Other news on the homefront– LESS THAN TWO WEEKS til our house!
Also, we went and tried on our wedding rings today. Squee!