house ... so empty

Our splendid house guests left this morning, leaving a massive void in their wake. Even the cat, who was initially rather rude and brusque with them, moped around all day, checking the corners for someone else to play the belt chasing game with.

What a great visit we had. Allison is just as sweet and funny as I expected her to be, and even prettier in real life then she is on the internetz. Her gentleman friend is down to earth and easy going and a pleasure to have around. They were utterly charming house guests, who staggered through the door under the weight of the groaning armloads of gifts which they bore. I would highly recommend you invite them to stay at your place, given half a chance.

And now they are gone, merrily motoring their way through the mountains en route to big adventures, leaving us behind to sigh at the sudden emptiness of Casa Zombie. Not even a shampoo bottle was left behind for us to pounce upon triumphantly and to declare aha, I knew they would forget something.

While they were here, though, I managed to force feed them my obscenely cheesy lasagna, and we tootled about town a bit, wandering through Kensington where both Al and I found cds at Hot Wax, and where we sampled some slurpables at the Oolong Tea House. Travelling Yoda snuck out of Allison's purse and made a star appearance in the big red phone booth, but kept out of sight as we poked around the best toy store I have visited in a very long time. Notes to self to make a return trip have already been penned.

I am actually rather proud of myself for remembering to bring out the camera a full 8 hours before they drove away. That's some kind of record for me. But of course, I do have one of those pictures as well, because it's just not a proper visit without the obligatory packing the car shot.

Bon voyage, Al! Meeting you was just as great as I knew it would be, my friend.