We made it here.
And it ain't pretty. Our dinners are coming out of Doritos bags.
I swear I will be unpacking until Mikael goes to kindergarten. It is physically impossible to move, blog, attend soccer finales, celebrate birthdays, sell houses, and get kids to school on time. Bear with us.
And just in case you weren't feeling just a wee bit sorry for me - Jace made me do the whole Thanksgiving thing for some of his family. At my new house. With no kitchen stove. Bet you didn't know you could make mash potatoes in a turkey fryer.
p.s. And a child that should remain nameless managed to crack the screen on my laptop and ipod, all in one week. I told him he owes me $690. He told me he doesn't have it. So I really have no idea what my pictures look like on this post or if I noticed all the yellow highlighted mispelled words due to the big black spider covering my screen.