Consider us moved! (Again)

Yeah! We in the Dave Trojahn family are settled at 430 N. 7th Street! And for sure we are NEVER moving again. Can you believe that I now admit to being a city girl? Yes, we all love the new house, even Jacob, who was the only one hesitant to leave the country house. The new house has just the right amount of space for everyone. We are not unpacked, but I say, what's the rush? It's not like we're going anywhere.

We had lots of help with our move. Thanks to Mike who worked many a day getting the old house ready to move into, then sell. Thanks to Ben who also put in some back-breaking labor and who also neglected his family for our sake. Lest I forget, thank you to all of the "vacationers" at Christmas-time who helped with the dining room ceiling. (So who cares if most of it fell down??) By the way, Luke LOVES his new microwave--thank you Howarth's.

The list of thank you's could go on and on, but in particular I want to thank God for allowing us our (my?) heart's desire--a big beautiful, well-kept house. We worked very hard for this house, but some things were just out of our control. Those things simply worked out at the last minute. We locked in a low interest rate, making this house more affordable than the last, even though it is worth more. At the last minute, our water test passed, even without the help of the well whisperer. (He was hospitalized. Seriously.) Even the fact that this house was still available after eight months is a miracle.

I just walk around the house, saying, "I can't believe this is our house." It's that nice. You are all welcome anytime. And thanks, thanks to all of you. Thanks to God. And thanks to Dave for carrying the weight of the world, the burden of three houses, and oh, yeah, me.

While I'm talking to myself

While I'm talking to myself here... Since the movie theatre opened up down the road and we now have a built-in babysitter, Evan and I see a lot of movies. I'd highly recommend going to see the movie "Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day". Here's the trailer. It was really entertaining. http://www.apple.com/trailers/focus_features/misspettigrewlivesforaday/trailer1/

Hello! Is this thing on?

Where's my happy birthday post? Do I have to do it myself?

So no one has had anything to say lately. Things are the same here in Texas. I'm swamped with school. I counted today and I have only 59 days until the semester is over. Then NO MORE TESTS. Well, except for the pesky NAPLEX exam that I have to pass to actually be a licensed pharmacist. But that's next year. I can definitely see the light at the end of the tunnel. I start clinical rotations in June at yet undisclosed locations but I suspect they will be scattered all over the metroplex.

The kids are doing well and are generally as rambunctious and noisy as ever. Last night for family home evening we took the family to see The Chipmunks Movie at the dollar theatre. But as it was Monday night, it was only 50 cents. If you round up, the movie might have been worth that much to see. The crappy cartoons I watched as a kid were better. The boys, however, thought it was hysterical. After all, there was bathroom humor. Evan brought along his iPod and a Stereophile magazine. I brought candy.

Speaking of Evan, he's beginning to hate his car and the numerous minor yet annoying problems that have developed recently. He fell in love with a 2007 VW GTI at the used car lot. The red plaid upholstery (seriously, like a kilt) and integrated iPod dock were singing a siren song that only Evan could hear. He came to his senses eventually and decided to start fixing the worse of the problems on the Neon. While replacing the faulty door lock in the Neon (that strands him periodically on the side of the road when the door fails to unlock when the door is opened), he embarked on a quest to upgrade to the woefully inadequate and partially non-functional audio system. The door was already taken apart, why NOT replace all the speakers? You know all those pesky little parts that fall out when you take the window controls apart? No? Well, keep track of them because they're expensive to replace - twice as much as the door lock to be exact.

Now all he needs is a new head unit and a subwoofer 'bazooka' for the trunk. I'm pretty sure the day he gets the audio all jazzed up like he wants it will be the day that car bursts into flames while idling at a stop light. But until then it has manifested its disgust at being tampered with by spontaneously generating a huge crack in the windshield while parked in the driveway.

I noticed there was a late blizzard in honor of Dave and Debbie's move to their new (or should I say newest) house. It was nice that the weather cooperated like that. It would be a shame if it were pleasant and sunny while you were trying to move. Speaking of pleasant and sunny, Evan and I are going to San Diego for the weekend obstenibly for the American Pharmacist Association national convention. Woo hoo! No one parties like pharmacists! Well, I'll be partying with the pharmacists. I think Evan will be visiting all the high end audio stores in the area. Or the beach. Or both.