Sometimes the prospect of being married to an artist who has chosen to pursue it as a career is horrifying a little scary. This is one reason I love it:
Don't judge me on the status of my dishes. They got done eventually.
In the last month we've been waiting, and waiting, and waiting. Finally, Noah's last graduate school letter came in the mail and we are going to Chicago! I'm so incredibly proud of Noah and all that he's accomplished. SAIC here we come!
Now to just fit all of my worldly possessions in a Toyota Echo...