Progress

It was hard to hate the suburbs this weekend.  Halloween was lovely: a small and manageable parade "downtown" and user friendly trick or treating in the neighborhood (with full size candy bars the norm for treats!).  The Boy was hepped up on sugar; The Girl was largely oblivious; and The Husband and I were persuaded by the quaint factor.

Of course, when I encountered some neighbors chaperoning their trick or treating children and those neighbors happened to be wearing McCain-Palin buttons, I assumed they were just rabid Republicans, like so many folks here.  I didn't realize until later that they were in costume as Sarah and Todd Palin.  Ahem.

Saturday we achieved what had heretofore been unachievable: a delightful evening out.  We had a babysitter, delicious food, a drink or two more than was strictly necessary, and a cab ride home.  It was lovely.  Less lovely when The Girl woke us up with some explosive diarrhea at 2 am, but all in all, not bad.

Oh, and we signed the contract to sell the apartment.  I won't believe it until we close and this being NYC (or I guess that being NYC), that probably won't happen until early 2009, but it is progress.  Progress towards what remains to be seen.

Comments

[Toni]

Congrats on the signing. I will knock on wood it happens a bit faster :)

[caramama]

Congrats on the signing!

See? The burbs aren't too bad. It has it's upsides.

And I'm dying to know... where there Halloween balloons out???

[caramama]

That should have been "were there..."

[Heather]

I'm keeping my fingers crossed about the contract for you. I remember when we were selling our house. You just won't get your hopes up until your sitting at the table for closing.