Roll Credits

Sadly, our time in Bespin is drawing to a close.  ECG returns Monday to wrest control from us, unless my petition to have it declared a micronation in her absence is approved by the UN.  I had hoped to install better defenses to repel their forces in the event a siege was necessary, but I was too busy sipping scotch and taking long showers in relative luxury to notice the time passing.  I've only got a couple more days to establish my squatter rights.  And that means we've got one weekend left to score some killer cupcakes, browse for a new bong $300 jeans, and throw snowballs at Liv Tyler.

Although I'm going to miss the covered parking and stunning views, it's probably a good thing we're heading back to our humble abode.  We never got around to hosting any of the fancy parties we talked about, and all the cool restaurants and trendy shops don't do you much good when you're primary babysitter is riding a bike through Hanoi.  The weather has consistently sucked every day we've been here.  And I'm sure the ASPCA is monitoring my behavior, just in case I decide to test the "cats always land on their feet" hypothesis from six floors up.

Cheeky, for the most part, has loved the extra space.  She's also loved the following:

• Precariously testing her center of balance at the top of the stairs
• Enough square-footage to approach OEI decision speed while running, and room to slide an additional three meters after the inevitable trip and fall.
• Standing on the back of the couch to look out the windows
• The shafts of light that beam into her bedroom at the crack of dawn, rousing her extra-early for more hours of wooly-minded playtime!
• The scissors-and-surgical-instruments drawer in the kitchen

The early-rising alone is enough to push her parents over the edge...the combination of the above is nearly lethal.   Reflecting on this, I'll actually welcome having Cheeky in a contained, horizontal space for a while.

Now, if I can just slip the HDTV into a suitcase...no one will notice, will they?

Comments

[whit]

Tell them the place got robbed. They have insurance don't they?

[L.A.]

It's never fun when the vacation is over. Even though you love and miss your home, you always feel like you're being pushed off the edge of the dustpan into the garbage.

[Kara]

I bow to you. The Dark Crystal? You're a genius.