What I want to be when I grow up

Lately, Noah and I have made a pact to try one new restaurant every week. Today, we ventured out to a traditional German restaurant called Ingrid's Kitchen. The food was delicious, but we were +/- 35 years younger than the average customer. We were feeling pretty young until the band started to play, and some of the oldest people I've ever seen got up and started dancing. They were really good, too! To be quite honest, there were a few who danced better than they walked, which I think is strange.

My favorite lady, and my inspiration for this post, was the one who whipped this sign out of her purse the minute she heard music and then promptly rushed with her husband to the dance floor:

[Please leave our drinks- we are dancing.]

Talk about being prepared! I've officially decided that when I grow up I want to be the lady who carries around a sign that says "Please leave our drinks- we are dancing" on the off-chance that a good opportunity to shake a leg presents itself. I may have to have a few others, just to make sure that I have the appropriate sign for any situation. For example: "Please don't steal my purse- we are dancing." Also, "Please rush me to the hospital if I fall and break my hip- we are dancing."

We are officially organized!

Ever since we moved in (1.5 years ago, if you're counting) I have been saying, "One of these days, I am going to go through all of our closets and organize them." We still had boxes just waiting to be unpacked, which were clearly full of things we desperately need since we haven't seen or missed them since... oh, 2008.

Anyway, now that we are DONE remodeling the basement (!!!), I decided that it was time to force myself to go through with my pledge. Best decision of my life. I am so excited about officially being organized that Noah thinks it's funny to whisper words like "alphabetical order" and "label maker" in my ear in a sexy voice.

Bathroom drawer- used to be full of miscellaneous hair ties and floss.

Towel cabinet- sorted by function (we have: nice towels that match our bathroom, top left; nice wash cloths that match nice towels, top center; extra set of bath rugs, bottom left; rags to be used for cleaning, bottom center; and old towels to be used for cleaning dogs and other things, NOT to be confused with nice towels that match our bathroom, bottom right).

My makeup, which used to be in random bags thrown in a closet, and my jewelry, which you could previously pick up in one wad. As for the labeling- I couldn't help myself.

I assure you, this is the cleanest this desk has ever been.

Oh. My. Yes. An entire 3-drawer tupperware for ribbon.

Our wrapping supplies shelf, bags stacked in order by size.

Sometimes, I just stand and gaze into our closets, where you can now see the floor. It's amazing how relaxed I feel to know that our house is free of mysterious boxes with mysterious contents collecting mysterious dust and/or mysterious dead bugs.

My First Cavity :(

I have never claimed to be great about taking care of my teeth. I do brush regularly, but flossing typically happens about 2 times a year, coincidentally on the 2 days a year I go to the dentist. I'm definitely nowhere near Noah's level, which includes brushing for 5 minutes straight and flossing frequently enough to necessitate having a spare floss in the following locations: car, pocket, every drawer in the house.

Anyway, this is how today started at the dentist:

Hygienist: Are you a flosser?

Me: No.

Hygienist: (pause)

Me: Would you rather I lie?

This is how today ended at the dentist: At the age of 24-1/2 years old, I got my first cavity. Actually, cavitIES, if we're being honest. I have THREE cavities between my teeth and I am really upset about it! Apparently being cavity free was something I took a great amount of pride in, although I didn't realize it until it was ripped away from me.

I guess I'll start flossing. Boo.

HAPPY FIRST DAY OF SPRING!

THE BASEMENT IS DONE!

I never ever thought I would say this... but our basement is done! We basically sit around in the evenings now and stare at each other, completely bored. On the bright side, it is amazing how easy it is to keep a clean house when you aren't remodeling.

Anyway, here are some pictures!