Well, the time is drawing nearer. Closing on Friday. We are busying our house-buying little selves with packing and...actually I don't know what else. Mike's doing it all. And you know what I've learned? Painting is totally like scrapbooking for men. Mike went to Home Depot with a handful of our Christmas gift cards and bought himself all kinds of painting paraphenelia, like edging thingys and cutting doodads. He even has this paint tape dispenser suspiciously like those scrapbooking tape dispensers. I'm telling you, scrapbooking for men.
Yesterday, we took a walk over in Ute Park (Ute Valley Park, actually, but I thought by shortening it I'd sound cool like those people in Denver who say "Wash Park"), and it was so beautiful. Being that we are total nerds, walking down by the stream in the valley made us feel like we were leaving the Shire for a hobbit adventure.
Speaking of hobbit adventures, do you know the best part of our home? Look at this picture carefully:
OK, you're going to have to look close. There, under that front bush, is a gnome, smoking a pipe, riding a frog. Wow. And we didn't even have to pay extra for him. We really are in the Shire.
And, as if the frog-ridin' gnome didn't make you jealous enough, here's one more bragging picture about what our new digs will be like:
This is the hiking trail that is steps from our home. Oh yeah.