Well, we did it.
We found our house!
It wasn't the mid-century architectural gem I was originally pursuing, but it is a mid-century treasure in its own right.
And cheap! That is the best part.
(Seriously, if you ever wanted to move to Florida...the house prices are back to where they were 8 years ago, before the boom. It's crazy.)
I had to post a picture of the house in its current state. I'll post updates as they happen.
Doesn't everyone love seeing before/after pics? Isn't that why we watch House Hunters? Maybe that's just me.
I'm always surprised that people share so much of themselves on their blogs, but for some reason they hardly ever share their homes.
If you want to know about someone, look in their window.
No wait, that's illegal.
But as for me, I'll leave the blinds open for now.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Unpack Your Adjectives
I'll be the first to admit that I revel in the art of exaggeration. It just makes boring stories a little more fun and it always makes me laugh when people react as if I'm serious.
"It took that 500 year old woman two years to turn into the parking lot! Rio was driving by the time she actually completed the turn!"
And I'll also admit that I probably say "oh sh*t!" way more than I should. I have tried to change it up a bit with "oh snap!" or "say what?!" but I always go back to the fun of the sh.
However, my fun has now come to an end. Rio has not only been talking up a storm all of a sudden, but she is demonstrating my flair for the dramatic. The other night she bumped her toe and said, "ooooh nooooo! toe!" Of course we all thought that was too cute for words.
Until this morning, when she dropped my phone
and said, "ooooooh siiiiit!"
I'll be unpacking new adjectives today.
"It took that 500 year old woman two years to turn into the parking lot! Rio was driving by the time she actually completed the turn!"
However, my fun has now come to an end. Rio has not only been talking up a storm all of a sudden, but she is demonstrating my flair for the dramatic. The other night she bumped her toe and said, "ooooh nooooo! toe!" Of course we all thought that was too cute for words.
Until this morning, when she dropped my phone
and said, "ooooooh siiiiit!"
I'll be unpacking new adjectives today.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Making Love Out Of Nothing At All
And I know just how to cry
I know just where to find the answers
And I know just how to lie
I know just where to find the answers
And I know just how to lie
I know just how to fake it
And I know just how to scheme
I know just when to face the truth
And then I know just when to dream
I know when to pull you closer
And I know when to let you loose
And I know the night is fading
And I know the time's gonna fly
And I'm never gonna tell you
Everything I gotta tell you
But I know I gotta give it a try
And I know the roads to riches
And I know the ways to fame
I know all the rules
And I know how to break 'em
And I always know the name of the game
But I don't know how to leave you
And I'll never let you fall
And I don't know how you do it
Making love out of nothing at all
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair
And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes
Like a spotlight
Making love, Out of nothing at all
--Air Supply
And I know just how to scheme
I know just when to face the truth
And then I know just when to dream
I know when to pull you closer
And I know when to let you loose
And I know the night is fading
And I know the time's gonna fly
And I'm never gonna tell you
Everything I gotta tell you
But I know I gotta give it a try
And I know the roads to riches
And I know the ways to fame
I know all the rules
And I know how to break 'em
And I always know the name of the game
But I don't know how to leave you
And I'll never let you fall
And I don't know how you do it
Making love out of nothing at all
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair
And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes
Like a spotlight
Making love, Out of nothing at all
--Air Supply
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Peter Cottontail
She grabbed the basket, saw the first egg sitting there, and picked it up
"What's an egg doing out here?"
I know I am way behind on the whole Easter post, but that's what happens when you forget your camera. Thankfully, my cousin was prepared, swooped in and took some adorable pictures, and then graciously uploaded them to the internet so that I could eventually retrieve them. Thanks, Dawn!
"What's an egg doing out here?"
Friday, April 9, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Shake Sugaree
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