Movin' on Up or Down or West or East

Well, guess who has to move again? 

In the unending saga of "Laura's Moving Again," I am front and center yet again.  Ugh.  Our landlords have decided that they want to live in our house.  I have no idea why.  It's tiny and theirs is so big.  I have no idea what they will do with 2000sqft of stuff in a 678sqft of house.  But, alas, it is their prerogative not to renew our lease.  I kinda figured that would happen because they refused to give us long leases.  I also figured it because I have the shittiest house luck of all times!  Really, read the blog.  I think the first one is about me moving.  I think.  One of them is.  So, as per usual, I have to move.

Now to make moving even more fun this time around, we have to be out just a mere two weeks after we get back from our honeymoon.  Awesome. You know when the best time to move is?  It's when you have just spent several thousand dollars on your out-of-state wedding and week long honeymoon which is all nonrefundable!  And, of course, people have to eat, buy gas, and that sort of thing on their honeymoon.  So, there goes any savings we might have had.  Yes, as a huge wedding gift we get to figure out where a deposit, pet deposit, money for movers or a moving truck, electric deposit, and all the expense that goes along with moving are going to come from!  Hurray! Hurray!  Here's to enjoying the only time I have ever had an actual vacation on my life. Hurray!  You just can't imagine how happy we are about this. 

Again, nothing against our landlords. It's their house.  It's just sucky timing.  Yay!

But, alas, we will get through it and live somewhere.  Our truck is small and can't hold two people and two dogs, so we must!

Stefon is so Hawkeye

I honestly hope one day I get to meet Bill Hader, so I can tell him how good he is at imitating Alan Alda.  It's spot on.  It's as if he is Alan Alda.  I appreciate that for some reason.  That's true talent.  By the way, he's funny as hell in general. But that Alan Alda thing is exceptional!

By the way, pepperoni on pizza is as delicious as every 6 year old thinks it is.

This will malfunction.  Ask the 70s.

Also, why are there no coffee vending machines anymore?  By the time I was old enough to want coffee over a coke (which is rarely), you can't find them anywhere.  And, I don't even think it is that I would want coffee.  I just want to use a coffee vending machine.  I always have.  Who didn't?  As a kid, I thought it was so awesome.  Sure, according to all television and movies of the 60s, 70s, and 80, they never actually worked correctly.  It seems the coffee always poured out before the cup was dispensed.  It also seems they were always in hospitals and newspaper offices.  I work for a rather large family of hospitals, and I have never heard of one existing.  Maybe I should go on a hunt.  That's my new life goal (taking place of my old life goal to read every historical marker in Texas).  If you know of one of these mythical machines, let me know.  I will go to there.