Quite a week

My sister and brother came out to visit this past week/weekend. Aunt T and Uncle M arrived in SFO safely, which was nice, because as soon as I made it up there, I received a call from the water company. The guy said, "Yeah, your meter is spinning like crazy- what the H are you doing in your house?", to which I replied, "I'm not even home... uhhhhhh.... SHIT!"

Turns out, a tree busted one of our pipes. Thankfully, our landlord knows people at the water company, so they came out THAT DAY and fixed it. Woo hoo! Hubby had already gone to the store and bought ten (yes, ten) large cans of water (you know, the ones with the spouts), so we could brush our teeth, use bathrooms, etc. And, he filled our spare trash can with water from the neighbors house. We were so prepared! But luckily, my brother and sister didn't have to take showers at the gym because it was fixed by that afternoon.

We have a butt ton of bottled water, though.

Sooo, the visit was fun!! We took them around SF, FW, downtown, etc. I'm pretty sure they had a good time... especially with the wine tasting. Uncle M has found a new passion, for sure. ;)

We also saw some old friends of ours, who happen to live about 14 miles away. Small world! And Hubby took care of the boys while I went out with them for a fun Saturday night- finally, adult time. :)

I also just learned that my dear GA is having water pipe difficulties, too. Ironic coincidence. I just hope everything works out for her and that she is able to get it fixed without spending a fortune...

Wish I could help! I hate being so far away from friends and family. It bothered me but never terribly bad until we moved here. I'm just getting a little sick of the moving. It's seeming less like an adventure, and more of an annoyance. It's even downright depressing- why make friends if I'm just going to leave... again???