Who needs a house out in Hackensack?

As if we would really move to New Jersey.

Here I am standing in my new living room. That is my sister-in-law, Rosie, sitting on the ledge in the dining room behind me.


We are moving in a couple weeks and we are desperately trying to ignore the fact that our fabulous new place is out of our price range and that our crappy stuff will probably look even crappier in this new, classy space.

P.S. Andy thinks the tape measure makes me look like a dyke. Me? Say what?