Hallei-freakin-luja

It's here, it's here, it's finally here! After nearly 2 1/2 months without our stuff, a man named Tina delivered it to us! Thanks Tina! It is so weird to say that and think that it is a man I am talking about. Anyway, it actually came last Thursday, just in time for us to leave the very next day for the US. Yay! Thanks A-1 Pioneer! For making this move as difficult and painful as possible! Don't forget to not remember them next time you are in need of a speedy and reliable mover in the greater Salt Lake Area!

So our house looks like a bomb blew off, and I can't wait to get back to all those boxes and crap everywhere after 20 hours on a plane with two kids and jetlag! Another tasty treat for us was the fact that they packed up and sent dirty dishes. Do you know what dirty dishes look like after 2 1/2 months? They're black. Moving day was such a blur, but if one of them had told me that they needed to pack the dishes and could I please wash them, I'm pretty sure I would have obliged. It's like a journal entry of what we ate the night before and for breakfast {It was hard to tell, but it was German Pancakes and Almond Poppyseed bread in case you wondered}

Anyway, the above picture is how Laine entertained herself while we frantically packed and unpacked in the short 24 hour period before we came. I know this probably sounds so materialistic, but it was almost a tearful moment to see MY {okay our} stuff after that long! Over the last few months many people have said, "Isn't it amazing to see how little you really can live on when you are forced to do something like this?" No you fools, it's not amazing! Life with 4 perpetually dirty plates really sucks! Life with no pictures, no clothes, no chairs, no desk, no hobbies is really quite crappy. Life with your belongings is really a lot better if you ask me!