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Naebody in Particular

You won't find them on a shortbread tin, but our ancestors live on so long as we keep telling their stories. Scots, Yanks, Canucks and the Auld Enemy. Newest posts are the ancestors, but scroll for the living.

  • one final day

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    our last meal on park road ended how it began — with takeout. because all our pots and pans are packed. and we haven’t bought groceries in three weeks.

    and shortly after our “picnic” in the old courtyard, we walked the 550 yds to Monroe Street for our pre-closing inspection, where everything looked absolutely, refreshingly perfect.

    not only were all our inspection issues resolved, but the sellers actually went above and beyond — which was a great relief because we were frankly a little nervous about whether they were going to do anything at all. (get us drunk, we’ll tell you the whole story.)

    anyway, a friend today asked if I was concerned about the walkthrough and i said that — while we had trouble with the sellers leading up to this point — if tonight went well, all would be forgiven.

    all is forgiven. and we close tomorrow at 3pm.

  • seven days

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    in the next seven days:

    • monday — we sell our place on Park Road, and start our seven day rentback from the new owners.
    • tuesday — we walk through the new house to make sure they haven’t trashed the place.
    • wednesday — we close on the new place on Monroe Street.
    • thursday — the lady sparker takes sparklet to Tejas, and our POD is delivered bearing all the crap stuff we packed away last February.
    • friday — movers come to take the rest of our crap stuff from Park Road to Monroe Street.
    • saturday — i unpack.
    • sunday — our rentback ends, which means we’re fully out of Park Road.
    • monday — and on the eighth day, he rested.

    actually, we kicked everything off this afternoon with the buyers walking through our house to make sure WE hadn’t trashed the place.

    we hadn’t — well, except for all the boxes.

  • firsts: d.c. united match

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    See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
    d.c. united vs. afc ajax, rfk stadium, washington, dc

  • found: movers

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  • video: blowing soap

    httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5SWuBGX3Flo

  • found: hungry baby

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  • play-doh

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    See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
    play-doh

  • scratch ‘n sniff

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    sparklet’s latest trick is rubbing a plant leaf in between her fingers, and then lifting them to her nose for a sniff. (no, i’ve got no clue where that came from either.)

    speaking of — why we can’t be trying to sell our place now?

    See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
    scratch ‘n sniff

  • out: powell playground

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    See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
    out: powell recreation center playground, washington, dc

  • shopping bags

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    it’s become impossible to go to the store now without sparklet having her own shopping bag. of course, that means that she eventually needs something to put in it.

    today, we had to pick up some spaghetti sauce for dinner — it can’t all be homemade — and i was slightly panicked. either she was going to freak out about not being allowed to put the sauce into her her bag, or i was going to freak out about what would happen if she did.

    so we bought a box of pasta (that we didn’t need) so she could drop a good, strong, unbreakable box of pasta onto the concrete fifteen-times-in-half-a-block-on-the-way-home.

    See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
    shopping in mt. pleasant, washington, dc