Sad Days

Well someday finally came and we sold the condo! Really it was one of those things that we both kinda thought would never happen. I am pretty sad, we have great memories here, and great friends. This is where Big E proposed, where we brought Mack home and other great memories! BUT no more Gospel Doctrine Teacher (can you hear the angels singing?)! The lady that is moving in seems delightful and I know that she will be good to all of Mack's "Building Grandmas". As sad as I am... no more three flights of stairs with car seat, dog on leash and groceries! No more Toby on a leash, no more picking up Toby poop. Oh the delightfulness! As for the immediate future, Mama and Papa J have been generous enough to let us chill with them until we find a HOUSE!

Giggles

Okay how impressed are you with my new blog look? Me, myself and I are all very proud. Those of you that know me really well, also know that my computer literacy is that of an eighty year old. So special thanks to Bri for helping me post the update link thingy. I feel like a friggin' Web Designer.
Anyway, Larsen Living is looking for a new blog name. Larsen Living sounds way too relief society/enrichmenty. We have thrown around a couple of ideas, pretty much all inappropriate. I thought about using our nicknames: Big E, E-licious, E-dawg, Mr Mack, The Mister and so on and so on. But alas, I am the giver of nicknames so I am at a loss (Eric calls me Babe and that just doesn't flow in a blog title. Any ideas would be greatly and vastly appreciated!
This video is one of our favorites. The man is darling in every way. How in the world did I get so lucky?

What the CRAP?

May I just for a moment mention how truly sick I am of having the condo for sale? I hate getting those calls from our real estate agent saying that someone wants to walk through in the next half an hour. You can only stuff so much junk into the washer, dryer and dishwasher. It is really tiring trying to keep your living area (including closets) clean ALL of the time.
Tonight we had a true "what the crapper moment". So I get a call from the agent saying that someone wants to walk through in the next half and hour. I attempt to clean up all of our junk, and get both Toby and Mack out before they get there. SUCCESSFUL. Eric comes home, we take the dog up to my mom's and head out to the Farmer's Market (always a good time). We came back to turn off all of our lights and turn down the air (we leave both on in hopes that it shows better). Well, I turned the corner into our bedroom and the bed was a crumbled mess! EWWW, GROSS, DISGUSTING! These people totally laid on my bed! That's it, the house is off the market!