TTFN

There's a lot going on here now in real life, so I won't be updating the blog.

I'm not going to delete it; I'm just signing off for an indefinite period of time.

It's been fun.

The Answer

Not only is the answer not yes, the answer is not no. Seems the question has been taken off the table. The end result is that I've spent the past 2 1/2 months excited about the possibilities only to find out the possibilities were yanked out from under our collective feet. What a miserable feeling. Oh well. On with life.

I Still Pray That The Answer Is Yes

The waiting is eating me alive. I've learned the sound of the mailman's truck as he leaves my mailbox, pulls up to my neighbor's, and goes off down the road. I can usually be at the bottom of the hill to check the mail before he's even out of sight. But it's killing me. The nervous energy is just too much to take on a daily basis.

My husband had a really good idea last night that I'm going to start trying to implement today. He suggested it was time that I just assume the answer is no, and then if I hear otherwise, it'll be a nice surprise. I really would have liked to have heard something definitive by now. Part of me wants to say I'd rather know the answer is no than not know at all, but that's not really true. It just feels that way because the waiting is so hard.

So that's the end of the vague updates about the vague appointment and Mr. Smee (thanks, Tara). If in the future I hear an affirmative answer, I'll post an update. Until then, I guess I'm going to assume the answer is no and try to go on to the next thing I need to get done.

She Should've Kept It a Secret

Tuesday afternoon Heather and I were talking about what we were going to do when she's hear this weekend-ish. I told her I was completely flexible and willing to do pretty much anything she chose. She had something in mind already for us.

We'll be meeting for lunch at Everest on Grand. It sounded lovely when she described it: Tibetan cuisine, kind of a cross between Indian and Chinese, which we noted made perfect sense because of the geography.

I wish she had just surprised me, maybe called me up a couple hours before we met just to give me an address, because this is the third straight day I can't stop thinking about how wonderful this food will be. It's the perfect place for the two of us to go together, too, because Heather has this way of making me relax in unfamiliar situations. I'd probably be more timid trying new foods like this with anybody else.

They have yak on their menu at Everest on Grand. Will I be that adventuresome? Only time will tell.

You're welcome to join me in my droolfest:

The Cuisine
Everest Menu

I'm counting the days, Heather. Meanwhile, stay sane on your trip. Speaking of sane, if you want me to pick you up at your inlaws' house and drop you off afterwards, I do make a terrific designated driver. ;-)

Heather's Trip Trippin'

Heather, braver than most, is making her way across the country with two little ones and no other adults. You'll definitely want to follow her progress, as she's blogging along the way.

Connie, luckier than most, is anxiously awaiting her lunch date with Heather in St. Paul this weekend-ish. I'll post an update afterwards. I can't wait to see her again.