Here is the news I promised in the last blog: Kelly and I are moving to Houston, Texas! That's right, we will become Texans in a few short weeks.

The job I took actually resulted from an online application to a company Kelly found - and I had sworn that nobody ever looked at resumes submitted via the internet. At the time we were thinking that we would remain here in Colorado, as I had an interview that went really well here. However, in between the interview and job offer here, I did two phone interviews, flew to Houston for an in-person interview, and received an offer.

We are a bit sad to leave Colorado, because we really like it here. And, after my knee blew out last summer, we really didn't take advantage of being in the mountains like we wanted. But, we are going to try and squeeze in a hike or two amidst packing, finals, graduation, Kelly's work, and finding Kelly a job (if you know anyone in the school system in Houston's bay area, let us know!).

So, the offer still stands that you are welcome to come visit us--for all those of you who didn't make it out to see us in Colorado, perhaps Texas will entice you. Ocean, anyone?

I seem to be getting lazy about posting on Mondays. Oh well! This weekend was mostly uneventful, but with plenty of out-to-eat meals.

Friday, Ric and I went to DeLuca's. If you're in the Whittier area and haven't been there, and want something with a little more mood than the franchise feel of Olive Garden and Lascari's, this place is a nice choice (Gaetano's is too). The lighting is dark, the service is great, and the food is even better. Afterwards, at home, we started watching the New World together, and let me tell you, I'm going to have to buy that soundtrack. I forgot how much I liked it when I heard it the first time. And dang, it looked great on our plasma tv.

Saturday I went for a jog at the creek park and then joined Ric and my sister to see Grindhouse in Brea. That was a fun afternoon. First off, the park was so refreshing. It's such a great time of year to go there. The leaves are bright spring green, the weather is windy and full of clean air, and this time around I even got to see ladybugs. There was also some massive tree wreckage from our windy weather, which included a tree-sized branch that snapped and collapsed, and that was very cool to inspect. Grindhouse was entertaining as well. I laughed a lot, especially at the trailers, and the stunts were awesome. Jenny and I went out to eat at the Thai place over in the complex of stores off Malvern (with the Target). That's a really good place if you like Thai. It always seems pretty empty when we go, so I hope it's able to stay in business with so few customers. I try something different every time and always like it. We ended the night watching Night Watch, which is something I'll definitely have to watch again. Not only is it cool looking - it took a bit mind-power to follow, especially since Pip was hissing at my sister the entire time she was there. Man, he's moody with strangers!

Sunday morning, church as always. We go to the coffehouse satellite service, and let me tell you, it's getting kind of old that they talk about that place like it's brand new when we've been going there for over a year. They always remind us that there's a prayer room in the back, and Ric and I always look at each other sarcastically and say, "Did you know there was a prayer room in here?" "No, I didn't, wow, that's great!" Okay, yes we're terrible because we're so sarcastic at church, but if you were there, you'd be getting sick of the same thing being said each week in a service that visitors rarely attend. We had a good lunch at Mad Wolf in Fullerton (wow, you get a lot of food for just five bucks!), and in the afternoon, we kicked back. Ric and Colin were supposed to see Reno 911 while the Anderson girls hung out at our place with me, but Liz got sick. We ended up doing laundry at Ric's folks' house and I chatted for a long time with his mom (about work, of course!). I also got more reading done in this past weekend than in the past four months. I guess that's good.

Last night, after a bad back day at work, I was pumped up with pain-killers and feeling good, so we went to Disneyland. We had gumbo at the Jazz Kitchen and headed to the park, only to realize that they were closing early, so we only got to go on Indiana Jones, but we were still thoroughly entertained. The parents behind us in line were torturing their poor child by telling him that when the park closed, he'd get trapped in the Indiana Jones ride, and they basically let him think that every special effect was real, so he was sincerely panicked when it was 3 minutes until 9 and he was still in line. The boy was crying, "I wanna go back, I wanna go back!" and when his brother pulled the rope with the sign "do not pull this rope", he was sobbing, "Don't pull it, please!" If it weren't so sad, it would have been hilarious. I felt so sorry for him, but couldn't help laughing. Poor kid is probably traumatized for life.

Have a good week, everyone. I've got grocery shopping tonight, tv with the Neals tomorrow, Movies on the Fox on Thursday, and whatever else the weekend holds! By the way, good luck with the play, Ryan. I think we'll probably go next weekend, since Ric's mom told us it will take a few performances for you all to get in the groove. :)