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Obligatory post.

Let's see... I was thinking about all this great stuff to put up on the blog while I was driving yesterday, and I found myself wishing I had one of those mini tape recorder things like Agent Cooper had to talk to Diane in Twin Peaks. But now I don't remember what any of that stuff was. I think I was going to talk about how sad winter makes me, because my car looks like crap. There's so much frozen sludge on it, and it just looks nasty. Everyone else's cars don't seem as bad as my poor Altima. Plus I'm still driving around without a driver's side-view mirror after it got smashed off while I was parked on Broadway in Lowell, so it looks especially lame.

How 'bout them Pats?

Haven't been updating this post, because I think I just got bored with it. But do visit the Indian Spring blog.

I have a funny story. It happened to Jay, so I'm just living vicariously through his comical encounters. He was at the Y the other day leaving the locker room, and he noticed two guys really deep in conversation. Jay noticed the guy that was doing most of the talking had a huge booger hanging off his nose. He thought it was funny that the other guy was listening intently, apparently oblivious to the huge booger hanging off his friend's nose. As Jay walks by, the guy with the booger-nose looks up, sees Jay, and says, "Woah, man, your collar's all wacked out!" I guess Jay's collar was tucked inside his shirt... but all Jay wanted to say was, "Woah, man, you've got a huge booger hanging on your nose!" ...that seemed a lot funnier when Jay told it...

Also, to mirror Pat's plea to insane drivers, here's another: When it's icy and snowy and you're driving on the highway, please don't keep your blinker on if you don't intend to switch lanes. I spent at least 12 minutes trying to be nice to 4 different people who arbitrarily had their blinkers on with no intention of lane-switching. So I probably looked like an ass for slowing down, flashing my lights (I gave the 'go ahead, buddy' flash), honking my horn, then gunning it angrily when I realized they're just morons. Thanks.

On second thought, that's something to keep in mind even when it's NOT icy and snowy!

I wish I was better at blogging! I think I'm a pretty interesting gal, but I just can't think of anything good to say. Ah well. For now we'll just have to go with this:
Tomorrow's my birthday! I think I'll be 26? (1978 to 2004... that's 26. Yeah.)
One week until we move!
I had a dream last night that I was part of the Netherlands' government and helped stop a political attack! ...???

I'm also planning on starting up a new blog about our new house. Hey, the Alley has a blog, why can't Indian Spring?

So I finally, FINALLY made beer today. I'm a very very lazy girl, so when the urge to do anything substantive hits me, I just gotta grab hold and hope the feeling doesn't waste away. Which it did, but I was committed by midpoint. Anyway, it was a recipe that I sort of made up; I took the Homebrew Favorites book and took two recipes, the Christmas Cheer Ale and Gingerbread Beer, and smushed them together. Among the ingredients: molasses, honey, cinnamon sticks, and cloves. Lots and lots and lots of cloves.

I think too many cloves, as the place smelled like clove cigarettes. Which isn't a bad smell, I'm just not sure I want my beer saturated with that flavor... so we'll see. I still have the stuff to make a Chocolate Cherry Porter, which I think I'll twist around and take the cherry part out and add cinnamon. So it'll be a chocolate cinnamon porter. Mmmmm... tasty!

I know I said it on the Alley Party site, but Jay and I have purchased a house! Almost. The whole mortgage/money thing has to go through, but we have the offer accepted, the inspection complete, and the purchase and sale will be this Friday. The closing date will be December 17th as of now. So for an update...

Leigh Street, Framingham... went for about $25,000 more than it was asking!


Moulton Road, Southboro... the guy wouldn't negotiate another $1,500!


Carlton Road, Holliston... went for about $20,000 more than it was asking!


Chestnut Street, Ashland... aka "60s Party Palace"... massive foundation issues, so we decided not to offer any money!

and here it is... THE HOUSE!

8 Indian Spring Road, Ashland, Massachusetts

Right by the Ashland State Park, the Ashland Community Center, the Tasty Treat ice cream/mini golf place, and the Corner Pub!

The Aurora Borealis (aka the Northern Lights) are supposed to be appearing in the northern area tonight; I don't know if Massachusetts is included in that? I hope so! I don't know how much we'd necessarily see in Lowell, though. I'll probably go outside and see red flashes and streaks in the night sky... then realize I also hear sirens, and I'll realize it's just the lights from cop cars reflecting off of the second-hand crack smoke in the air. Ah, Lowell!

So go to www.alleyparty.com for an update of our home-buying adventures... I'll post the obligatory houses we lost with red Xs, along with our future home with NO red X!