I apologize for the recent absence! I've been spending any free moment with a pencil or calligraphy pen in hand, pumping out envelopes, illustrations, place cards, table numbers, blog header designs, etc. I have a few big ones left to wrap up before I'm going to take a break to move! I'd actually prefer the work as packing miiiight be my least favorite thing ever. I'm aware that I am not a pleasant person to be around when I'm dealing with anything involving a change in a living situation (Patrick's youngest brother can attest to my IKEA meltdown a couple years ago) so I'm trying to mentally prepare myself for what's about to happen. As my mother described it, "You like things in their place and moving is when NOTHING is in its place." It's also physically/mentally/emotionally/financially exhausting. We're knee-deep in hopefully making our new home official (fingers crossed!) after quite the long hunt & process - I can't wait to tell you all about it! In the meantime, I can't help but think of Nora Ephron's essay in the June 5 2006 issue (8 years ago today!) in The New Yorker, titled "Moving On" -- here's a link if it's easier to read from there.