
So it turns out deep down we’re not Virginians, Southerners, or East Coasters. Go figure.

Second cross country drive this year. Just as pretty as the first time.

Flea was a trooper despite being slightly confused by the whole thing.

Wyoming sunrise.

Gorgeous views.

The movers took extra special care of our belongings by gently tossing things into the truck.

“Where are all the squirrels?”

My incredible, hand carved Anniversary present from Josh. *Tear

We moved back to SF. Let’s leave it at that.
It’s been a while since we posted anything. Here’s a video of Flea MacBubble to make it up to you.
(PS - That’s why we don’t have a kitchen table)
I know, I know, we have been slacking in our posting duties. Here is a quick recap of our first three months in Virginia.

I headed off to South Africa to shoot a commercial for one of my clients for 10 days. We worked 95% of the time, but occasionally we got to glimpse the beauty of Capetown and the surrounding areas.

We got to sample the local delicacies. Lot’s and lot’s of seafood.

Many Mentos lost their lives during production.

We decided that January was a lot of work,and we all needed a nap.

In February I got to take the company jet to North Carolina for a client meeting. Ironically the name of the airline was MartinAir.

Josh taught Flea how to play soccer. He’s a natural Goalie and is now in training for the next World Cup.

We had a quick visit from my Dad who was in town for a big ribbon cutting ceremony with Governor McDonnell for their new wind technology center. His company, Gamesa, was in all the local papers for their recent partnership with Newport News.

We had a low key Valentine’s Day. Here’s Josh modeling his new Toy Story snuggie. Yes, it’s a childs XL.

We had a brief reprieve from the snow and ice, allowing a gorgeous day outside with Flea and his favorite companion, his tennis ball.
We’re keeping our fingers crossed that Spring graces us with it’s presence soon! Now back to work..
To say that a lot happened in the past month is an understatement. So much so that I can’t possibly recap all that went down in one blog post. Instead, let’s review the past month in the best way possible, through pictures.

Started work @ The Martin Agency, despite a snowstorm on my first day. The weather here is actually not bad compared to Ohio, but word is that people in Richmond don’t know how to drive in a few inches of snow.

The view @ Martin Agency conference room. It’s no SF skyline, but it’s still something nice to look at.

We’ve been busy unpacking the house and losing Flea in the chaos of boxes. Despite malfunctioning smoke alarms that decided to go off @ 7am and continue to bleep everytime we turned on the heat, we are in love with our house! (Smoke alarms have since been swapped for new ones)

The boys can wrestle all they want on our carpet (yes, it’s worth italicizing). You don’t realize how nice it is to have until you live with hardwood for 7 years.

Xmas @ Mom’s House: Jeff and my Mom snuggling up by the fire.

Xmas @ Mom’s House: Josh and Mikey testing out 3D skate videos.

Xmas @ Mom’s House: Sisterly silliness.

Xmas @ The Lovich’s. Flea was especially excited about his new glow in the dark ball.

Xmas @ The Lovich’s: Flea and Grandpa Lovich taking a break in the den.

Xmas @ The Lovich’s: Flea stole seats left and right. I think he just really wanted to be near his Grandma.

Xmas @ The Lovich’s: Josh and his Dad showing off their new camo jackets courtesy of his sister Shanan.
More pictures to come!
Yes, it’s true. After 7 1/2 years in San Francisco, we took the plunge and moved back East. While completely bittersweet, the one thing that made it all worthwhile was the new digs. We are now the proud renters of a 3 bedroom, 2.5 bath house sitting on an acre of fenced land. The best part? It costs half as much as our 1 bedroom apartment in SF. Jealous? If you’re in SF, you should be. (And now begins my campaign to get every friend to move to Virginia)
Out of the three of us, no one is happier than Flea. After growing up in our cramped apartment, he’s not quite sure to do with all the space, let alone all of the wild animals running through his new backyard. Between the random squirrel rustling through the leaves or the two dogs next door dying to make friends with him, he’s a bit overwhelmed. But we’re hoping it won’t take long for this city dog to turn country.
As for us, don’t expect any “y’all’s” to be dropping out of our mouths anytime soon. We are SF’ers at heart and plan to stay that way. We’re still adjusting to the complete 180 of our daily lives, but so far are loving the perks. (Who knew having a 10 mile stretch of shopping down the road would be so convenient! Target anyone?)
Next up, making friends with the neighbors who have a pool..

Home sweet home.

Flea showing off his new backyard.
I see my new office from in front of our apartment building.

We have a qeue of food trucks that sell various lunches at our office each week. The GSP favorite is Liba Falafel on Fridays, also know as the Falafel Lady Truck. Her pita sandwiches are the best in the city, but it’s her hand cut sweet potato fries that are the star player. Every week my mouth starts watering for them on Monday, and I began to wonder why I should have to wait on the Falafel Lady to fulfill my craving. This past time I ordered them I decided to carefully examine them and figure out the recipe behind their deliciousness. A stop at the store and a few ingredients later I was on my way to making a homemade version. Since fries are usually thought of as a side, I went ahead and made homemade chicken fingers as well.
The final product was spot on and got the Josh and Flea stamp of approval.


Boxes Arrived. New Desks Chosen. Moving day is fast approaching. It will be sad to say goodbye to 717 California after three crazy years.

Today Josh and Chad stopped by my office to capture several testimonials from my co-workers about Beats Headphones. A few people went all out in their interview, like Luke, who was jamming and jumping all over the sidewalk. He even got his dog Silas, who is also our beloved department dog, to give the headphones a try.

