I heart Stitchy McYarnpants. For serious. My hamps, my hamps.
PS - the move is over, we're in the house, and there are boxes. But we're making progress, for example, today we received the gift of internet, and I have a desk again. The room it's in slopes gently to one side, I seem to be sliding downhill. It's an old house, therefore the that tilting sensation should be understood as "character." Eventually there will be no more boxes, and there will be photos, and I'll post something here so you can go have a look if you like.
This weekend we're moving, so please think good, efficient thoughts for us. Especially that the truck we rented strikes a balance between capacity and maneuverability, and that the two movers we hired to help won't have too much trouble with the eleventy-billion steps up to the house.
Hopefully once we get a little settled--and this house gets a good cleaning--I'll be able to write something about the new place.
PS - because I haven't been organized enough to upload my own photos, I am resorting to posting a link to some other people's pics of Lincoln Park, which will become our nearest neighborhood park. Please enjoy its proximity to Puget Sound and its rad Olympic-view sunsets. Woo. Hoo.