Hot off the Press: Oasis Found in 1.5 Year Long March Through Desert

Wonder of wonder! Miracle of miracles! (If you're not humming some Fiddler on the Roof, you should be.) After living here two years, Aaron and I have finally found a couple that we can truly call friends.

Yeah, there were co-workers before now... but unfortunately hanging out with my co-workers is like clubbing with your parents. That's a painful contimplation. That... and Aaron and I are a unique breed. We are not petty, we are open-minded, and we have (and will use) our brains. Couples our age for some reason can't hit all three bars on that slot machine.

So there we were, all alone, bored, and miserable... 'Twas the second year of the famine, and lo, silvery clouds did part the sky, and a host of angels did sing "Hallelujah" when suddenly the heavens did send us Carl and Roggie. And the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths and carp and anchovies and orangutans and breakfast cereals and fruit-bats and large chu...

(Skip ahead a bit, Brother)

Or maybe Kutteh and Ke just hired an andrologist to replace Jessica. Either way, I am forever indebted to Carl and Roggie for introducing me to raspberry vodka (and then were adorable enough to leave the rest of the bottle at our home!) Other than their impecable taste in spirits, we seem to already have a lot in common. I can actually be comfortable in my own skin around them - such a unique relief!

So the long and skinny is that I'm finally getting comfortable in this new abode. Horray!