HhhhI'm so sorrehh!

Posted by Chuck at 8/29/2007 3:07 PM
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Monday, we signed on with a townhouse. It's about $500/month cheaper than the house, which has us both sleeping a lot better. We also can move in mid-month, which maximizes my usage of the temporary housing that the company provides. This place also has a deal so the move-in month we get $400 off the rent.

All-in-all a really good deal.

Specs:

Two bedroom, two full bath (all upstairs), two car garage (with laundry hookups), and private patio for a grill. The complex has a fitness center and three pools, two with hot tubs. It's about 4 miles from work with a bike path all the way there. 

We have the end unit, in our building, so there are no neighbors to one side.




The sidewalk entrance (you can also enter through the garage).



Not like the other kitchen, but in a year or so, maybe we'll buy some place like that.

Note: NOTHING comes with a fridge in The AV. Ever.



Living room.

We signed on then found the nearest grocery store to research and found this:



That's 750 ml of wine for $2.84, that's cheaper than S. Pelligrino mineral water, which I grew to love in Croatia. 
There were 5-liter boxes for $9.84.

We then went to the train part of Griffith Park in LA.



Kelly would rather die than leave California.

Then we went to the zoo. That was cool, but we got really tired out.

The flight home was interesting. Kelly woke up about 1/2 hour past Chicago (which looks really cool from 34,000 feet at night) and said "I don't feel good" and pointed to her stomach. She feebly reached for a barf bag, and I grabbed mine and opened it and put it in front of her.

"Do you want to go into the bathroom?"

"No, I'm okay"

Then she put her head down, then threw up on me and herself and I think a little on the people in front of us. Fun times.

I couldn't reach the call button, so the lucky guy studying for his LSAT in the aisle seat got it for us. The flight attendant and I stood outside the bathroom as Kelly got cleaned up. She tried to convince me that Kelly is pregnant and wanted to unlock the door to check on her "I can do that, you know, I have a key!"

We got back to our seat and Kelly was so pathetic and dejected looking. She leaned over and looked at me with puppy dog eyes, and apologized with a puke-breath-y whisper into my face "Hhhh I'm so sorrehhh." To which I replied, "Please don't apologize,... seriously, please."

Then we had another 1.5 hours to be Those People Who Are Making the Plane Smell Like Barf. Everyone was glad to get off that plane. Everybody else didn't have to still smell like puke for a four hour layover from 5:00 AM to 9:25 AM in JKF.

We survived and got home on time and showered and slept.

 
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