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Well, I've registered my vehicle, applied for a CA driver license, and am about to start paying property taxes and a mortgage. I suppose it's official, I guess this place is home now. Fortunately, the one thing that I really truly love here in Ridgecrest is my house. Thank goodness, since this is where I spend ALL of my time. If I could just pick up my house and Nate's job, and move back to Logan, life would be so sweet. Yes, Nate STILL loves his job. In fact, it gets better for him everyday. Saying he loves it actually doesn't even do it justice. I'm really happy for him. He worked so hard through school, and deserves to enjoy what he's doing. Now if only I could figure out how to get me a part time job doing something I somewhat enjoy until the baby comes...I will post some pics of our home when it gets put all together. But here are some pics of our temporary housing place from the first week we were here. It was nice and cozy.
Our bedroom. Funny, that tv was bigger and nicer than the tv we own, but we never even turned this one on. Maybe one day when there are teenagers around, I will find a need for a tv in my bedroom. I certainly can't find a reason now.

The cozy little kitchen that thankfully came with all cookware and appliances, since ours was all packed; we didn't have to eat out every meal for a week.

The living room. This is most definitely where we lived for that week. Again, very cozy. I started to feel a little claustrophobic by the end of the week. But we sure did get used to that nice flatscreen. Nate is now convinced we need a new tv. But I just can't justify buying a new one, when there is nothing wrong with the first one! Where will we put the old one, that works just fine? Certainly not in the bedroom.

Here are the pictures I took of our house while we were waiting for the movers to come. It looks a lot better with our stuff in it! But atleast it's a little sneak peek for you all. Like I said, when I can get pictures on the walls, and make it feel a little more like home, there will of course be more pictures.

The view from the kitchen window. Yes, that is a fish pond with waterfall and fake deer. Really.

Nate's becoming really fond of the fish. I even find myself checking on them every time I walk past a window, makign sure they are still there, or something. Don't worry, I really don't think that deer is going to stay. It's just a bit much.

Nate read in on of the books the owner left us about Koi fish that you can train them to eat out of your hand. I don't have any idea why one would WANT to have this happen, but here's my dear husband trying.

The view of the whole backyard. We are greatful to have greenery in the desert. I would think it helps keep the backyard cooler, but I'm not sure. I DO know it makes me FEEL like it's a lot cooler back there. Just to see and hear water!

Nate's ritual has become going right out to feed the fish as soon as he comes home from work. They still kind of freak me out. Traumatic experience with Koi fish at the DC arboretum.

The owner of our house and his daughter came over on Sunday to teach us about the house, pond, backyard, etc. They said there should be about 40 fish in the pond. Apparently these guys multiply in the blink of an eye!

This is my giant kitchen that pretty much sold me when looking at the house. I have lots of cupboard space and the countertops are brand new.

But it is kind of gigantic and haven't quite figured out what to do with it yet. But there's a dishwasher!!!!!! And I can't believe I've ever lived without one. My mom still doesn't have a dishwasher and she cooks every day and never has a sink full of dirty dishes. And never complains! One of the many, many reasons I love and admire her.

All of the storage space in the hallway. Thank goodness, because there are no basements in this town. So I have no idea where we would put anything if we didn't have this lovely little arrangement.

The living room. Also, a selling point for me. You can't tell from this pic, but it's very big and open. I like it a lot. Don't worry that EVERY house we've seen in Ridgecrest has a huge fireplace. I don't know why they would ever need more heat here!

The baby's room. (His closet is bigger than any Nate or I have ever had.)

The guest room. Hint, hint...guests.

Our bedroom. There are french doors going out to the pond, and the door on the left goes to the back patio. There are also two bathrooms, but I didn't take pictures of them, because who wants to look at a toilet? Though they are nice bathrooms; recently completely remodeled.

So that concludes our tour, I guess! Any questions? :)

Update on this baby that's currently trying to push my organs out of his way, he's good. very, very, very active. I have felt very, very pregnant since being here. I've narrowed that down to three reasons why: 1)the unbearable heat (has yet to be below 104) is worse with my mini heater going on all of the time. Heat+prego=misery. 2) Up until now, I haven't really had time to think about being pregnant. I was always busy working, getting my husband to complete his thesis, worrying about moving to the middle of nowhere desert, etc. Now that we are here, have a place to live, husband is actually DONE with school, and I still can't find a job, I pay a lot more attention to being pregnant. Or 3) I'm now in the third trimester and that is just supposed to be destined uncomfortableness. I saw my new Dr. this week and he said he's positive this baby boy will not be your average 7 1/2 pound baby. Duh, doc. I don't have a PhD, but I certainly could have told you that. Do Nate and I look like average sized people? Atleast he confirmed my hope that the baby (and me) are measuring further along than what Logan Regional has been telling me all of this time, and that the baby is more than likely going to arrive before the original estimated due date. Hmm, interesting. :) So for that reason alone, I like this doctor.

I hope all of your lives are more exciting and eventful than mine! Look forward to another post coming along about the things I'm learning about this town. I've started a list. Number one: The beloved Carl's Jr $.99 spicy chicken sandwich is $1.29 here. Who does that?! My ever optimistic husband continues to remind me atleast we have a Carl's Jr. Life could be worse.


Oh! And here are a couple of pictures of me and Trayson on the day we left my parent's house to come to Cali. I was so sad when we drove away. I basically cried all the way to Layton. And EVERY time I talk to Trayson on the phone, our conversation goes like this: Trayson="Where are you?" Sara="I'm at my new house. In California." Trayson="Oh. Is that far away?" Sara="Kind of. It's farther than my Logan house. I have lots of fish! Do you want to come see me?" Grandma="Trayson, remember when your dad showed you on the map where Sara lives?" Trayson="Oh, yes. I don't want to come there. It's too far away. Bye." Sigh. I fear this is going to be the conversation I deal with from everyone.