A semblance...

Of normalcy...
 
 

 

Yes indeed, my little house is beginning to be in order...  so much so that I'm blogging in my very own kitchen, with a cup of coffee made by me...  and I just ate a lunch of my own invention. Nice.

Except the dial-up is NOT nice.  Turns out our  street isn't DSL-ready. Ugh.

So much I'd have to say if I wanted to tell you what I've been up to.  Work begins on Monday.  Tonight we're going down to Criminal Records for free beer, and to FREE BUSH (from office), an  event organized by  Lee's friend Jamie.

We had a great Cuban dinner last night, and  I'm in love with the Good News Cafe in East Atlanta Village. My new breakfast spot.

The local library  is HORRIBLE! Truly appalling.  I'll be doing something about that.  More videos than  adult fiction.  More  self help books than adult  fiction.  And poetry?  Yeah, right... Give me a year to find  a grant...

Otherwise, we're just settling in.  We love Decatur and  the EAV.  Sadly, Little  5 Points seems to have become an extended-mix of Hot Topics (that awful corporate-punk mall store)  but I'm  looking forward to Indian Food there anyway. 

We dig the pizza  at Mello Mushroom, our new bank, walking  the dog  in our new neighborhood, the  YMCA down the street,  and the foliage.

Andd our house. We LOVE our house...