bigger news for a bigger state

Something crazy happened last week. Something really, really crazy.

We found out we are moving to Texas!

WHAT.

Let's back up. Way, way up. Because this kind of crazy is huge crazy.

I wanted to come up with a clever way to announce to the world that we are moving in approximately three weeks. I feel like people expect that from me, ya know? Cleverness. Or maybe no one at all expects that from me other than me? Who freakin' knows.

I'm talking 'bout something clever like...

Trading in our bathing suits for cowboy boots!

But Freddie said he's not getting rid of his bathing suits so...

Then it was...
 Trading in gnats for cowboy hats!

But Freds said since gnats are bad that makes cowboy hats sound bad.

Yes, sir. Moving on.

Then it was a lot of other options. 

Finally Freds settled on...
 All my exes don't live in Texas and neither does Emily. Guess which one of these things is about to change?

Lovely. 

Anyways,

we

are

moving.

My brain has not processed any of this yet, in case you were wondering. But let's get to the story. Story time! Come sit on the story mat! 

Once Upon A Time we went to Houston so that Freddie could have his in-person interview. Fast forward to Tuesday of last week when Freddie's car broke down after work so I flew up to his work to pick him up so he could drop me off for my final dress rehearsal. Phew. There we were, speeding through downtown Charleston so I wasn't late for my call when Ricky got a call.

A call offering him this dreamy job. This job that he has been pining after for 3+ months. This job that we were almost so certain would not happen. And there it was, the offer. Freddie put his phone on mute and said something about how he would hate himself if he didn't accept it so wham bam, thank ya m'am. He accepted. About 60 seconds later I had to jump out of the car and run in the theater. So we sat in the car and did a real, quick OMG WE ARE MOVING WHAT IS HAPPENING SQUEAL. And that was that. That was how we processed/celebrated this news. My show opened and took over every free second, Freddie got sick and then my parents came into town and now we are at the end of another week. Which means a week closer to moving.

a midnight omg/what/in-shock toast

We

are

moving.

Freddie

got

the

job!

We have no idea where we are living, or how we are getting to Texas by the end of the month, or what day we need to be out of our apartment here. Or anything really. We know nothing. Except that we are about to embark on one big ol' adventure and I am so, so excited to do it with my Rick Rick. My smarty pants, fancy pants, get the job kind of dude.

Life is funny and I can't wait to laugh it up with Freddie deep in the heart of Texas.

This is what our living room currently looks like.
See ya soon, Texas.