Couch Surfing 101

Boy, do we have great friends!  Since Jim and I became "homeless" on May 26, we have been couch surfing at various family and friends.  We started out at Marc and Stacy's then moved on to our parents' in Arkansas and Missouri.  When we returned to Houston, we stayed at Bev and Steve's for a while until our expert "dog sitting" skills were required at Casey and Anthony's house.  Then back to Marc and Stacy's, who have graciously opened their home to us for weeks on end.  We can't thank them enough!  Everyone has offered to put us up (read, "put up with us") for a while and we appreciate it.  We will remember your kind offers for future visits.  : )

I have actually learned to embrace this nomadic lifestyle, even if it means I am living out of a suitcase and wearing the same five stylish outfits for weeks on end.  The pros far outweigh the cons.  For example, you become more relaxed about your hygiene and looks, thinking that your friends will cut you some slack if your face and clothes are more wrinkled than usual.  You also get to watch daytime TV shows, like Dr. Oz, where you'll have your most serious medical questions answered, such as, "Do men pass more gas than women?"  Well, I think we already knew the answer to that one, but the research was done, so it's important to communicate it to the public at large (it's men).  More benefits of living the life of a gypsy are that you will be invited to people's houses for a home cooked meal, which is wonderful because Lord knows, you haven't made a home cooked meal yourself in years.  So thank you to our friends and family that have taken us in, fed us, and given us moral support for our move.  We leave tomorrow for our "Big Adventure in Calgary" and I hope you'll come along for the ride via our blog.  I can't promise titillating tales or high adventure , but hopefully you won't be bored and "spell check" will catch all my boo boos.

2012 version of couch surfing: Planking