Nobody Told Me There'd Be Days Like These

Buying a house really is the most stressful event in the world. Well, maybe being a P.O.W or something is, but buying a house is probably second. I had no idea what we were getting into and if we make it through this with our limbs and sanity intact I'll be shocked.
While I search sites like West Elm looking for the perfect bedroom set, Christian looks for the closest homeless shelter to Woodland Hills because that's where he's convinced we'll end up after completing all the necessary repairs.
Meanwhile, he still has no idea what's in store for him in the next week. I'm afraid to write anything about it for fear that he may check this site so I'll just keep my mouth shut. Last night he gave me a dozen roses and a heart box o' chocolates for Valentine's Day. The card was the best part- said something like "I'd give you all the love I have but it's in escrow." CUTE. And below that he drew a picture of a guy with glasses (him) drooling. It was exactly something my dad would have done.
Of course I burst into tears but was laughing at the same time. What a mess. I explained and he understood completely. I love that man so much.
Keep you posted on the home.

Douchebag Of The Year

From JMG:
This far right activist was convicted of incitement and sentenced to the maximum five years in prison Thursday for anti-Semitic activities, including contributing to a Web site dedicated to Holocaust denial.

Ernst Zundel was deported to his native Germany from Canada in 2005 and has also lived in Tennessee. He and his supporters have argued that he is a peaceful campaigner denied his right to free speech.


Unbelievable.