on monday at 8:00 a.m. we will be homeowners or as i like to say “homo owners”, because wouldn’t owning a gay person be totally cool?! i would name him hortense and he would decorate my house with track lighting and plantation blinds and make a very tasty artichoke spinach dip in a hollowed out bread roll. right now i am exhausted and frustrated and just want this process to be over. i want to be doing all the fun things that are associated with owning a house like hanging pictures and fixing things and telling those kids to get off my damn lawn. as of right now we are currently living out of approximately four million boxes which probably sounds like palm springs to a homeless person, but to me it is no fun. i can’t find anything, the dogs are freaking out, and there is still way more to pack. the only satisfaction anyone is getting out of this is the cats for they are like homeless people. let us not forget that it is almost two weeks into december and because our current home looks like a FedEx drop-off station i cannot assemble our christmas decorations. i appreciate every single person who has kept me sane these past couple of weeks, especially rush, without whom i probably would have doused myself in nail polish remover and driven to a match factory.

to lighten your spirits after reading the above “rant from a crazee ladee” here are two photos i took from this past week’s chilling temperatures. enjoy and pass the xanax.

fountain of ice: taken in front of my neighborhood.