We're all moved in and half-unpacked.

Can't tell you how good it felt to build a fire in my very own fireplace. I've had fireplaces in my family's homes before, so that's not a new thing... It's the feeling of building my very first fire in MY OWN fireplace that was so fucking cool.
And then the girlfriend moved the rocking chair by the fire and took out her knitting. I was temporarily overwhelmed by faux-nostalgia, an image of pioneer-era settlers working a hard day in the field and relaxing by the fire in the evening.
Then I went back to the couch where my beer and Sunday Night Football were waiting on ESPN.
Hey, I said it was faux-nostalgia. |
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