i'm living in a hotel. GHETTO!

i didn't really think this day would come.

i meant to live at auntie trish's until the wedding. after the wedding we will have a CUU-UUTE little place with a garden where we drink tea and gaze sickeningly at one another.

i never thought i'd live at best western.

then again i never thought we'd come home at 11pm on saturday night and not have a house.

well, we have the HOUSE part of the house. just not the bottom floor. and we have to wear a haz-mat suit if we want to go in it.

so we are living at a hotel.

but HELL, there's free breakfast.

(life lesson: if your house becomes an indoor hot tub, #1: turn off the main water supply, #2: call the insurance agent immediately, #3: remove all asbestos from your home BEFORE you move in, and CERTAINLY BEFORE the surprise "hot tub" spreads asbestos to every part of the home.)

good times.