The first week

  We've packed in the activities this week. Learning where things are, like restaurants, bars, Publix, Aldi, the gas stations, and the bank were essential. I put up the Broward county map on the wall and marked these places with push pins and tiny flags. We've managed to go to the beach twice, happy hour once, go to a Marlins game, and have bottle service at Mansion, all in a week. The last part sounds a bit out of character  for little 'ole us, but we have to do our research for our impending visitors. Right? Maybe? When in Rome?

I did, however, snap some pretty cool action shots of the game:

A fly ball landed two seats beside me. I screamed and tried to run.

Baseball has dance teams. Did you know?

This guy has a badass arm.

 It actually feels like we've been here longer, until I look around and the mess of boxes we still have to organize and discard.


Now I just wanna lay low and recover. Be the homebody that I truly am at heart. After the night we had last night, I should have been in bed all day. No, I had brownies to bake and a patio garden to plant.

Recap: Celebrations and Farewells

      We are Floridians, though I'm not sure in which city we live. I think it's Plantation, but I have already sent all our necessary business to Sunrise. I really hope the postal carrier has half a brain.

The past week and a half has been hectic, celebratory, hopeful, and stressful. There were some tears. Joyful tears and stressed tears. If I ever see a car carrying Budget truck in front of me on the highway again I will have nightmares.

One thing is for sure: we will hire movers next time. I'll save up for it if we have to. Our next move will be pretty local and hopefully less than a year. The Bull needs a yard a playmate. I won't even have to pack my underwear. Someone will do that for me. In fact, I 'd like to hire someone to make me lunch right now.

 The move went well, and only one Hello Kitty plate broke. So Good-bye Kitty. Survival of the fittest. Our condo is a disaster. It was more of a disaster on the first day, but we've since painted the terra cotta wall in the bathroom. He wanted a Carolina blue and I wanted Tiffany. We compromised with a nice seafoam. We did some touch-ups. Had a maintenance man stop by to verify we needed a new washer. Nice welcome, huh?

But enough with that until I can show you how it turns out.

Instead I'll show you a recap of the last week, including a Cinco de Mayo graduation party at Bin 33, our going away party hosted by Erin, Matt & Meg,  the after party at Snackbar (I'm still waiting for my food), and a farewell at my work.

Good-bye, Greensboro

 Seriously, WHERE is our food???

 Farewell at the "office:"

Thanks for the good times, friends!

News and a birthday celebration

We are at it again.

Moving--that is.

Across a couple of states this time.

Ladies and gentlemen, we will now be Floridians.

Our new habitat will look something like this:

taken from the 9th floor roof pool

and this...

and bike rides under palm trees

That's right, within a month we'll move to South Florida, where the Shawn's job is relocating him. In fact, we just flew in from Ft. Lauderdale, checking out the area. Shawn just happened to spend his birthday there on Monday, which coincided with a company dinner at Seasons 52, in Ft. Lauderdale. Not so bad, considering how I was wondering how to top the all previous years with an ever dwindling budget...
Birthday 2011 was celebrated with a North Carolina backyard cookout and with some Florida sun:

a Shawn collage

I think he had a good one.
(all photos were taken by me.)