So it was viewing day on the houses my sister and I are choosing...I mean my brother is looking at purchasing. I swear I wonder what these estate agents think about us. G wanders around silent. Me, the dreamer, is all, This is cute...that works...look at all this storage! And E, the pragmatist, thus the toughest to please, is giving G big eyes, shaking her head, and scrunching her nose. Though I didnt have a lots to say about the ucky Jacuzzi. Blech. Things have not been going well...until today we walked into THE ONE. The one you see yourself drinking a margarita at by the pool. The one where you envision where youll be sitting during the Super Bowl party. The one that gives you so many ideas for Christmas presents your brother DOES NOT WANT (rugs, afghans, toss pillows, you get me) that your head nearly explodes. So, Rock Chicks and Rock Gurus - it may be a go. Fingers crossed. Pagan dance of luck. Send good vibes to my bro that this goes through and the party at Gs Pad can begin! Rock on!
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 22:21:14 +0000
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