We're almost a month in to our new city and it's probably time to start socializing a little. It seems like there's always something else to be done, another box to be unpacked, an address change to make, another trip to Wal-Mart, it never ends really. But fortunately for us our neighbours caught us on the way out to one of those neverending tasks a couple of weeks ago and introduced themselves. We finally managed to make it over to their place for a drink the other night and had a great time. Their names, according to E, are Matt, Basil and 4 month old Husband. Close enough. We enjoyed some beer, some wine, and non-stop conversation for about four hours before we all realized that it was 1am and our children would expect to see us in the morning. E even went to sleep on their guest bed without a complaint until we were ready to go home. Well, no complaints exactly. I did have to go up to her once after hearing loud shushing noises coming from her room, followed by "Stop talking guys. Me and Husband are sleeping!"
For anyone keeping track, that's 2 younger men she now refers to as Husband. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, I'm afraid.