Personally, I always like to know who's in the kitchen cooking my food.

I'm officially a Californian

2 weeks ago I was having dinner at a really nice Italian restaurant with my family when the table began to shake. I looked around the table visibly alarmed, and in an instant I had horrific thoughts of light fixtures falling on our heads and windows shattering around us. But when I saw the look of confusion on their faces I remembered that we were in Illinois and realized it was just a really big truck that had passed by. I gotta lay off the hooch!

the move

It's a very strange feeling not to have any keys on my key ring except for my handcuff key.(It's come in handy believe you me!) I'm focusing more on the excitement of my upcoming adventure and less on logistics and I feel great. I learned a few things this weekend that are worth sharing:

1) Always hire movers. My weak ass carrying one box at a time down three flights of stairs for three days was not the way to go.

2) The kindness and generosity of a friend in your moment of need will touch you deeper than you ever imagined.

3) I heart spackle. I can always become a hole patcher if my voice acting career doesn't pay off. I love before and afters.