The storm hit!

The head mover was very impressed with all my skills. He commented both when he was moving me out of my Chicago apt and when moving me into the Philly apt. With building boxes, disassembling furniture, and my general lets get'er done attitude :)  He said "Girl, you handy!" I replyed, "you bet I am! I am my mothers daughter. I would be the black sheep of the family if I was any less!"

I planted flowers to spruce up the front while the movers did there thing. They are small now, but notice how they coordinate with my bike so nicely!