I forgot My Mother's Birthday

And I feel terrible about it. Mom, in front of all my friends, I want to apologize for not calling and wishing you a Happy Birthday. You should be aware, though, that your husband has a vengeful spirit and already thinks he's a granddaddy.

Breaking news: T and I are moving into a new place on Sunday. It's been a long two weeks, but everything is squared away with our former landlady and our future landlord. I never thought I'd say it, but yes, T and I are moving into a condo. That's right, a condo. It's not a house, like we want, but guess what...no spiders or giant slugs sneaking into the bathroom at night, it's insulated, it's huge, recently remodeled, the appliances are brand new and working, and it's cheap. So, we made a compromise. It's in an area of town better known for its strip malls and lack of independent anything, but its on the bus line and dogs are ok and there's a nice gym in the building. And again, it's cheap.

So mom, I apologize. It's been a wild two weeks, but we're smoothing out the edges of our living situation. I love you.