We're just happy to be here

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a woman in possession of a rent-controlled apartment is in want of an excellent roommate. 2018 was spent dating other people, complaining about it, eating chicken, and watching trash on television.

For months, we had been inching closer and closer together on The Couch. On Valentine's Day, we had our first date at Aquitaine (Alex's idea) and saw Alita: Battle Angel (Fran's idea). One of those things was good! Alex left to go to Tahoe. Fran dogsat a basset hound, went to the hospital, and was on crutches for months. He proceeded to heal both her hip AND HER HEART.

Let's introduce our parents to each other, he said convincingly. Frances made chicken, Alex made a proposal plan. In the background of the video, you can hear both Tanya and Virginia crying, Gosha snapping pictures, and John saying "I think it's happening".

We're having a glass of wine on the balcony, and our neighbors yell up at us: DO YOU GUYS WANT TO MEET SOME KITTENS. Um, yes. 20 minutes later, we've adopted Brian No-Biting Masluk-Sink from a box. He brought fleas, teeth, and joy into our (and everyone's) lives.