I know, you want to see pictures of my new hometown. We’ll get there…but not tonight.
In the middle of all the moving business, my husband had the audacity to have a birthday. Can you believe the timing? It’s hard to make someone feel special when you’re this frazzled! His birthday was the day after I was scheduled to arrive in Seattle. Not much time for shopping there.
E and I decided to celebrate before Andrew left town. We had plans to have dinner with some friends, but just in case it was too ambitions we wanted to have something already in hand. Plus, then we didn’t need to pack presents in our already-bursting suitcases. Some clothing to replace the thread-bares that went to GoodWill, some Milwaukee memorabilia, a bit of ice cream and chocolate cake, and some family time rounded out the last party in our Milwaukee home. It was awesome.
Happy birthday, dear husband. I’m lucky to have shared yet another trip around the sun with you and am really excited to see what’s coming next!