A busy homeless life....

Have you, or anyone in your family ever said, "It will be less busy when we are done with ____." Fill in the blank with whatever you happen to be busy with at the particular moment. I'll bet my good name, my car, and a nickel that someone in your family has. (On the off chance you were wondering, the last item in that list probably has the most value!) Well, the New Hectors are no different, and we figured that everything would calm down after the whirlwind of the wedding was a matter of the past. HA! Ah well, the delusions of an optimistic mind is probably the only thing that keeps me from consuming a case of Oreos, the odd pound cake, and a gallon plus a third (cannot get greedy!) of ice cream a night. Nothing like some good ol' fashioned sugar to ease the troubled mind. **eyes glaze over**

Now that I am done daydreaming, back to business. Here is a look at what has replaced "wedding" in the blank....

One of the immediate benefits of being married is that the level of culinary excellence immediately triples, at a minimum. Tiffany is sure no minimum! Garlic mashed potatoes, lightly blanched asparagus, and lemon garlic chicken. Feel free to wipe the drool from your keyboard, now.

Another event was my 25th birthday. My wife continues to delight in pointing out that I am a year older than she is. My very detailed explanations about the fact that the number of days between our birthdays not changing have had about as much impact as a pea-shooter on a Panzer, but I keep trying! We went out for dinner with Grandma to a great little Italian place. Dessert was served, and "sadly" they forgot to sing to me. How will I ever carry on?

Anthony bestowed upon the happily married couple his gift, which he waited until we were back home to unveil. It was a hand knit blanket, big enough for two, which he has been busily working on for the last couple of months. The color scheme is delightful, which you cannot see well, because the photo is dark.....

As tired as I am of house hunting, I will try to maintain a positive tone for these next few photos. Actually, it is not as bad as all that, but they do start running together. "Honey, did the one with the ugly carpet have the fireplace, or was that the one with the built in cabinets in the dining room?" is met with a "No, that was the one with the tiny backyard. The one with no windows had the fireplace." See what I mean? The place above was cute, but it was a bit pricey, had an electric stove, and the master bedroom was PINK!

This place was one of my favorite, if it had only been a little bit larger! It seems that the builder really loved the kitchen, which was an admirable trait; but he took it a little far. Every room in the house had a door into the kitchen, the livingroom, the laundryroom, the bathroom, and even the bedroom could directly access the kitchen without walking through any other room. This seemed a sign of genius to me, but Tiff disagreed. Oh, and it had a mulberry tree!

House hunting can give you an appetite. A staple in California diet is what we affectionately call "roach coaches". This just happens to be the best one in the state. Tiffany admitted that the tacos were good, but that the atmosphere could use some work. Personally, I think the freaky bald guy who was the "security guard" added to the charm! As did the pirated CDs he was selling on the side, to various patrons. No, we did not further his nefarious practices by purchasing one!

There are times when the man of the house has to work. During that time, it must be remembered that the woman of the house currently has no house, so her duties are quite light. Remember that saying about idle hands being the Devil's tool? Well, maybe it rings true..... My family dragging her around to all the local stores does not help matters any!

Thomas found a mask that was to his liking. Captain Jack had nothing like this!

"These boots were made for walking, and walkings what they'll do. One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you..." Yes, lets try to avoid that, shall we?

There is nothing like a bright shiny object to attract the eye. Now we just need the bank account to match our tastes. Or it looks like Tiff might just drive off with this one....

Saturdays are a time to rest, relax, and if you are up to it, go yard saling. For those of you who were not aware, that is a verb, the present tense of FUN! Nic was staying with Grandma to take care of a bit of yardwork, so he came along. You never know what you are going to find lying around some estate sale. Now, do you think the deceased was bald?

Along that same line of reasoning, never knowing what you will find, ethnic dress occasionally shows up. This particular piece had a very delightful shimmery gold thread. Grandma got it as a gift for her sister, but it needed to be thoroughly broken in before she was gifted with it; so, I wore it to the rest of the yard sales we went to that day. Tiffany thought it was weird, but by the end she seemed to accept the bold fashion statement. They still wouldn't let me wear it into the restaurant for lunch, all I got when I asked was a laugh, and a firm "NO!" from the three of them. Just wait and see who will be laughing when Zac Efron starts copying me!

That is what has now filled in our "blank". Work, looking for houses, more work, occasionally sleeping, then more looking for houses. Homelessness has not been all that bad, but do be praying that we find something before we have to switch our search from houses to nursing homes!