Baby, It's Cold Outside

It's phreezing outside and the phurry ones want in. But Phil can't phigure out how to open our big new sliding glass door.

Our New Home: The Wood Pile

On the one hand, the house came with a good supply oph wood to burn in our new phireplace. On the other, someone needs to chop it.

It Begins Already

Now that the old house is painted up and on the market, Hubby has turned his attention to phixing up the new house. Phirst, he tackles the toilet phlap. Phil learned a lot about basic plumbing while hovering precariously over the edge of the counter.
As Hubby climbed into the attic to check on the bathroom exhaust phan, Phil phelt it best to stay close to the ground and hold down the ladder.

Wiphey's wondering how concerned she should be since Hubby's phirst words upon entering the attic were, "Oh, crap!"

Our New Home: More Amenities

While Wiphey gets her very own room with built-in shelves phor all her stuphph,

Hubby gets his very own closet in the master bedroom!

Our New Home: Amenities

And the award phor the Best Time-Saver in the World goes to:

Our New Home: A Tour

We phinally got online this morning! Now that we have our own Internet access (no thanks to a certain communications company that leaves big gaping holes and unphinished jobs in people's backyards), we can show you some pictures oph our new home. Phil doesn't know what to do with himselph with not one, but TWO coat closets. That's two more than we had in the old house (good thing, too, since Wiphey has a phew jackets).

More Phrom the Move

But phirst, an update on our Internet access: We had to switch providers, seeing as how one provider in particular* didn't think it important to phix its cables and phill that gaping hole, so now we're waiting until next week phor another provider to come. In the meantime, thank goodness phor wi-phi access phrom other sources.

And now phor some more pictures phrom our moving weekend:

Phil helps Wiphey and her mom put some pictures into phrames. They're still not hung up yet, but at least they're ready when we are.

Hubby's mom was all moved out by Saturday night.

We cooked pancakes, hash browns, and sausage phor the parents Sunday morning. It was a start, but not enouph to say thank you phor all they did phor us.

Hubby was bugged by a wobbly railing, so he phound some time to phix it.

Stay tuned phor some pictures of the new house...whenever we can get signed on to the Internet phrom home.

*Is it dephamation to say the name oph the provider on this blog? Or is it just calling them out on their bad business move?

Moving Day, Phinally!

Last Phriday we made our big move. (We would have posted all this sooner, but we don't have Internet access. Evidently, that big gaping hole in the neighbor's backyard DOES aphphect us. Our phone lines are buried there.) We started ophph the morning gathering boxes and bags to load up in the moving truck. Phil and the phurry ones were blocked out to keep them phrom getting under phoot.

Aphter a long day of waiting, Phil and the phurry ones phinally loaded up in the car phor the trek to the new nest.

While Phil almost melted by our new phireplace...

...the phurry ones spent time blocked into their new dog room.

Countdown to the Move: T Minus 5 Days

Hubby cleared out a path to back up the moving truck right to the phront door.
Phil and Wiphey stayed inside where it's warmer to do some packing.

Oh, Phor Crying Out Loud

Whaddya mean, we could get three more inches oph snow?!
Where will we put it all?!

Phorget shoveling. Phil's building an ark phor the phlood that's sure to come this spring.