Moving Out...

and I'm not talking about the new hit broadway musical with all the songs by Billy Joel.

One day down. One day to go. Too tired to blog. Must go. To bed. Now.

Erika came into town

this weekend to pack up her stuff and see us. It was a great time of catching up, singing old-school Christian songs (mainly by Smitty and Amy Grant, but Ray Boltz and Sandy Patty did make an appearance), buying fun housey stuff, and getting our hair cut. I, for one, am sporting a new, sassy, very-short messy, shaggy bob. That's my best definition.

It was good to see E. As a tribute to Erika, I am creating a link for some photos that were taken of her when we were still in the old apartment.
Experience the Faces of E.