Thanks to all of you and your extremely helpful tips and suggestions, we’ve hit the ground running and have much of our downstairs non-essentials packed. Our boxes are labeled (in GREEN! and RED! and BLUE!) and we’re going room by room (living room knick-knacks! china hutch breakables!), doing the kitchen and the boys’ room last (“Mommy, do we get to take our train set? What about our beds? And our shoes?”).

I was seriously overwhelmed when I posted my query–in fact, I’d been sitting on the couch for an hour at that point, alternately wandering aimlessly around the internet and staring at my house thinking my fairy godmother was overdue for a visit.

But, you all are AWESOME and we’re making headway. We’ve got this thing COVERED. With cardboard. And packing tape.

(Ask me how I feel about it all in two weeks…)

But, the more newsworthy thing today (beside the fact that packing paper disappears like fresh-from-the-oven chocolate chip cookies, or that my three year old fell asleep on a pile of dirty laundry near where he was playing when I thought he was napping in our room, or that half the country is in the middle of “The Blizzard of the Century” whilst I make plans to spend the morning at the beach tomorrow ) is the grand bit of interest in tonight being the Alabama/Texas Championship game.

And because Bama is part of my Southern-turned-SoCal family’s heritage, and even though I haven’t watched a single football game this season, and despite the fact that I just discovered that our television coverage doesn’t even include a channel airing the game…

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I’m wearing CRIMSON.

Because it’s just the way I roll.

(Get it? The way I ROLL? As in, ROLL… Tide? I crack myself up hourly.)

Roll on, Crimson Tide.

Oh, and, Bubble Wrap, you can keep on rolling, too.

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