In transit

We're in the midst of moving to our tiny apartment, and I don't know if we'll have internet access there right away. . . so I thought I'd put up a quick entry (before Daniel comes home and finds me avoiding the packing I should be doing right now!). I've been inspired by a friend's photo blog, so I think I'll keep the typing to a minimum and just post some pictures:















Daniel rocking out at a friend's Karaoke night; Me caught in the act of writing with the notorious lefty "hook hand", which I swore I didn't use, and wouldn't have believed without this photographic evidence

















I recently met up with my dear old friend Anna for dinner - we see each other once every 4 years or so, so it was good to get together. I also got to meet her very sweet boyfriend, Will. Anna is hott.


















Oh, the adventures of moving with Daniel. Point and laugh all you like - he really doesn't care.

That's all I've got. I really need to go and scrub the grout in the bathroom with a toothbrush now. Are you jealous? Thought so.