I am officially defunked. Although it took some doing. It's amazing what 5 days in Cancun with your best friend of 30 (gulp) years can do. Especially if she has been trying to corrupt me get me to loosen up for at least 25 of those years. Now, what happens in Cancun stays in Cancun, but I can share the following:
She did get me out of my tankini and into a bikini (albeit with a cover up). Apparently everyone wears a bikini in Cancun no matter what their shape or size.
We got tattoos (albeit temporary/henna ones, much to my hubby's relief).
She worked on my flirting skills (albeit with our husbands and via text messages).
All in all, the trip was a huge success and a follow up trip is in the works. Vegas, here we come (maybe!).
But wait, there's more. I was home for 3 days and then off to the Jersey Shore. It was a beautiful Memorial Day weekend here. And NJ is notorious for having horrid weather on Memorial Day weekend. We had to take advantage of your good fortune. So 2 more days of sun and sand for me albeit the ocean was a tiny bit colder. We came back Sunday so we could fit in a visit with the in-laws and avoid Monday traffic.
Now it's back to the routine!
Go, Redwings!!
- Mood:
good
Sorry for recent radio silence.
Other than running an infirmary, things are fine here. No obvious reason for said funkiness. Hopefully upcoming trip to Cancun will alleviate the funktitude.
Happy Mothers Day to all the mommies out there.
Hugs,
Krystn
- Location:couch
- Mood:funked
- Music:Welcome to funkytown
And third, well the third requires back story. My best friend (P) still lives in Michigan which means I actually only see her every other year or so. We've been talking about going on vacation together for awhile now. What better reason than turning 40. We decided to time our big escape between our birthdays. We tried to bring the guys along, but my DH was unwilling. If you need to ask why, don't. It's not a pretty explanation.
Our requirements for the trip were somewhere warm, sunny, beachy, and with a spa. We decided on Cancun. Neither of us have been there. And we've finally finalized our trip. May 16-20! Happy Mothers Day to us!!
- Location:On the couch
- Mood:In pain
1. April is Autism Awareness Months; I hereby pronounce you "Aware." If you know a parent of a child with autism, give them a hug. I guarantee you they need it.
2. School funding and property tax reform. We can put a man on the moon, and we can't fix this. Check this out. www.voteyesfordenville.com This is what I have been working on for the past 6-7 weeks. If anyone has feedback, we'd love to hear it; especially from someone objective.
3. Related to #2. Wow, am I glad I found LJ before I ever visited other online forums or blogs! I need to get back here to reaffirm my faith in people. And don't be fooled by #2. I still hate politics.
Now for the good stuff. The Boy has moved on from being obsessed with presidents to being obsessed with presidential assassinations. Today we printed out pictures from Wikipedia of the assassinations of Lincoln and Garfield. OK, maybe that's not good.
We went to a theatre and saw Horton Hears a Who. It took 10 minutes (& several bribes) to get The Boy into the theatre (mega-plex type). We watched through the open doors of the room while sitting in the hall but we did it. Thanks go to The Girl. I was going to take her by herself for 1 on 1 time with mommy, but she wanted to go as a family.
Yes, this means Dr. Seuss is still a big hit at our house.
And so are bugs. We went hiking last Sunday and managed to find some insects and other "fauna." We saw Yellow Citronella Ants (we had to research on line to figure out what they were), a millipede and a slug. And we brought home (for a few hours only) a snail. I get major mommy points for all that.
Today in Science at school, the Munchkins learned about dung beetles. Guess what they eat?
The Boy is spending time with a typical class and doing pretty well. It's been an experience. Perhaps someday I'll share. Too tired tonight and it is a long story.
The Girl still loves Daisis and gymnastics. We'll also be trying soccer again this Spring.
Good night. Sleep tight.
Krystn
- Location:couch
- Mood:
exhausted - Music:In my head "If You're Happy and You Know It"
Dead to Me by Anton Strout
Happy Hour of the Damned by Mark Henry
The Outer Demon Wails by Kim Harrison
Predatory Game by Christine Feehan (guilty pleasure)
Biting the Bullet by Jennifer Rardin
The Cat in the Hat by Dr. Seuss
The Cat in the Hat Comes Back by Dr. Seuss
They didn't have the Goblin Quest books in stock (BAD bookstore. BAD!) I'll have to order those online. Then I'll be tempted to pre-order books, and I always end up wishing I hadn't. I miss the immediate gratification of buying a book The Day it is released in a store. No, I'm not impatient; not me. And it's not as if I don't have anything to read, either.
But March also means a new goal. You know what it is, don't you? I've given you enough hints. It's back to the gym for me. At least 4 days a week. I am so cringing as I write this. And I'm already making excuses for not going tomorrow.
The boy is sick and has a fever. A fever today means no school tomorrow. Yes, we have been getting the antibiotics in him so I don't think we are dealing with the strep here. Probably a virus. And this time he is acting sick; he's currently passed out on the couch.
Tomorrow is Read Across America Day. The Munchkins have been learning about Dr. Seuss at school in preparation for the festivities; hence The Cat in the Hat books above. We already have several Dr. Seuss books but they are some of the lesser known titles. The Girl even drew a picture to mail to Dr. Seuss for the Cat in the Hat book. She wants to mail him the picture, but I don't think he could use it, even if he were still alive. Ahem, take a look.
It's his TAIL, people. Get your minds out of the gutter.
Seriously, that is one happy looking cat. DH and I can't keep a straight face when we look at it. She wants to know why we keep laughing. Anyone want to volunteer to explain it to her?
Have a great week.
- Location:couch
- Mood:
moody
antibiotics.
*Note: names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Sunday night as I was drifting off to sleep, my DH says, "My throat has been scratchy for several days now. I think I have strep"
Me: Can't be strep. Strep really hurts; you'd hardly be able to swallow.
DH: Uh, no. Remember last year when I had strep and my only symptom was the scratchy throat. I had to take antibiotics.
[Remember last year? I can barely remember yesterday.]
Me: No, but if you say so, Streptococcus Stan (SS). Maybe you should go to the doctor.
DH grunts, falls asleep and begins to snore. OK, maybe I wasn't overly sympathetic, but DH is a self-proclaimed hypochondriac.
Did I mention I hate antibiotics?
Currently reading: Greywalker by Kat Richardson and The Sister by Poppy Adams
Just finished: Black Magic Woman by Justin Gustanis
Up next: Happy Hour of the Damned by Mark Henry and Dead to Me by Anton Strout
- Location:The red couch
- Mood: exhausted
We also have lots of snow and ice. I've always liked to bake on cold winter days. So add the weather to a bunch of overripe yellowish-brown fruit and you get banana bread and cookies.
Obviously school was closed and even Hubby stayed home from work. But I am still fried. The Munckins were only in school one day this week. They were restless and bored, and I was intolerant. Not a good combo. Bad Mommy.
Oh, and it wasn't good snow for making snowmen.
Have a great weekend, all.
- Location:Couch
- Mood: cranky
Mish Mash:
As some of you are probably aware,
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jimhines is running a poll to pick the recipient of a free copy of his Goblin Trilogy. There is a movement afoot to provide a copy of his books to each of the potential recipients (12 in all). They are all more than worthy. If you are interested, you can learn more and/or donate here here. Forget about killer bees invading from the South/Central America, I'm more worried about Burmese pythons.
Presidents are so yesterday. Thanks to McDonald's Happy Meals, The Boy's current obsession is Spiderwick. After all, it does have goblins. He loves goblins, almost as much as zombies and skeletons. Toy Story is still a close second. Again, he could care less about Buzz or Woody. No, his favorite is Babyhead?!?!
Tomorrow is shaping up to be another snow day for the munchkins. They've already been home 3 days tihs week for Presidents' Day and teacher in-service. That gift certificate for a massage may come in handy this weekend.
I've finally started watching a little TV again. I mean other than Noggin. The Sarah Connor Chronicles, Lost, and Jericho; that's it. But I am loving all three.
I just received a copy of Black Magic Woman by Justin Gustanis (signed-*squee*). I'm going to start reading that tonight. Next up, an ARC of the The Sister by Poppy Adams for my book club.
Spring cleaning. I am currently trying to find the basement. Is there a 12 step group for pack rats? If I can dig out the pool table, there are one or two people from my husband's office who might be interested in adopting it. Then I could transform it into a playroom and reclaim the main floor for grown-ups. Hey, I can dream, can't I?
OK, time to watch Lost.
- Location:big red couch
- Mood:
content
I am pleased to report that the ice has melted and the Munchkins are back in school. But even though they were home with me yesterday, they (& I) managed to learn a great deal.
First, you can make a damn fine pirate ship out of a laundry basket, hamster wheel, poster board, yard stick, ladle (anchor), and 2 spatulas (oars in case you are stuck in the doldrums). I wish I had a picture, but I needed to disassemble the thing to do laundry and make dinner.
Second, both the Munchkins can fit comfortably in an adult size sleeping bag. This is now the preferred position for watching TV. However, said sleeping will not hold Mommy and both Munchkins. Did I mention the gym was looking for me?
Third, President Polk died of chronic diarrhea. I'm sorry, but I had to share that. What an awful way to go. I know this because The Boy's new obsession is presidents. The Boy's favorite president is Lincoln. Sadly, I had to tell The Boy he is dead. He seems to have accepted this, but now he wants to go see one of the living presidents. (I told him I'll work on it.) In addition, we learned how to identify several lesser known presidents simply by what they looked like. (Cursed sticker book again!) It is fun trying to explain why the older presidents wore their hair that way. ;) I know Dad will be thrilled with this interest in politics. See, Dad? I told you it skipped a generation.
Fourth, stemming directly from the third, my children discovered money. Until the Valentine's Day cards started arriving, I was able to keep them limited to coins. But once paper money started showing up in the cards, it became all about the bills. Today after school we will go spend that money and learn about the buying power (or lack there of) of the dollar. Me and The Munchkins in a toy store....wish me luck. I also tried to explain about banks. That got me a couple of blank (or maybe it was incredulous) looks.
Fifth, the Munchkins are angels. OK, I already knew this; but I was due for a reminder. They can pull off a mean imitation of demon spawn if they want to.
DH is a wonderful husband. Not perfect, but neither am I; and I think my quirks are harder to put up with than his. Of course, he got my many
Presidentially yours.
Tomorrow is the 100th day of school here in my fair town. Typical kindergartners (& their families) mark the occasion by creating a display of 100 items to bring to school. I already mentioned (briefly) my daughter's project: 100 buttons shaped like a flower.
My son is in a Special Education Kindergarten class which is not doing these sort of projects. But The Boy seemed very interested in The Girl's project, and I decided to do one with him too. Now, since The Boy loves Star Wars, I thought 100 Star Wars stickers on a piece of poster board would be a super idea. I asked him, and he agreed.
Anyway, if you are out and about and see a woman with Buzz Lightyear on her a$$, be sure and say 'Hi!'
{1,2,3,4.....}
- Location:big black chair
- Mood:goofy
*settling in with my wine and dark chocolate*
Well, I have survived another week including the Boy's final dental appointment on Tuesday. Wednesday was all about meetings and somehow I ended up on 3 committees. This year our town needs to bass the regular Board of Education budget (with a 3.99%) increase and also pass a referendum for a brand new shiny middle school. Wednesday's PTA meeting was really a meeting to form a group to handle the campaign to pass both. Anyone with any ideas about how to do this, please let me know. BTW, school funding in this country needs substantial reform. *steps off soapbox*
Thursday was a flurry of activity to prepare for The Girl's Daisy Scout meeting. I baked cookies and made valentines. Now, I'm no Martha Stewart or
rkvincent, but I think I did pretty well. However, an hour before the meeting, The Girl said her tummy hurt and she wanted to rest. Now my mommy radar was pretty sure this was nothing more than a bid for attention. But a little voice inside my head said "what if it's _that_ stomach virus going around?" The voice sounded a lot like jimhines (or at least what I imagine he sounds like). The quickest way to become a Mommy Pariah is to knowingly expose your child's friends/playmates/classmates to _germs_! So I scrounged up a replacement to help run the meeting and sent all the goodies off with her. All of which made for a much more relaxing evening since my mommy radar was right to begin with. So far, everyone remains healthy. *knocks on wood* I should probably feel guilty....but, I don't. And I got to talk to my best friend. On the phone, of course, since she's in Michigan. For over an hour. She is the only person I can talk on the phone with for that long. Which should have made my parents happy when we were teenagers, but somehow, calling her was long distance even then. (And this was when long distance was expensive.) I know, crazy! How can 2 people in the same school district (in the same high school) be in separate calling areas? Anyway, we are planning a girl's getaway to celebrate a significant birthday. All that's required is sun, spa, pool and tropical drinks. We are open to suggestions.
Today I spent some time on arranging for DH's Valentine's day present. I think he'll like it. It may end up being a bit late though. I can't say more in case he's reading this. But I may post pictures after the fact.
For now all is quiet and peaceful. I am going to try and watch the Lost episode I missed last night. Terry O'Quinn. *Sigh* Hope you all are well.
Hugs!
- Location:black leather chair
- Mood: content
I'm also still on a quest for the perfect "healthy" cocktail. I call the lastest libation the Cherry Lime Rickey:
Combine in a cocktail shaker:
2 oz. Pom's Pomegranate/Cherry juice
2 oz vodka
1 oz Rose's Lime Juice
Crushed ice
Shake and strain into a martini class. Or since that's pretty strong (hey, it's not me; its based on a classic cosmo recipe), I add the above to about 4 ounces of seltzer. I'm a lightweight and I likes a little fizzle with my schwizzle.
And in other news:
This afternoon The Boy was coloring and offered to "show me how it's done!"
It was a very Happy Groundhogs Day here even though the DH and munchkins weren't able to spot the slippery devil. After the freezing rain yesterday, I'm hoping for Spring in 2 weeks.
Two days into February and no new books. 27 days to go.
And of course, tomorrow is the Superbowl. DH will be here physically but essentially unreachable from about 2 PM on (depending on when the pre-game festivities begin). We will technically be having a party because there will be cupcakes. One for The Girl and one for The Boy. I couldn't resist. One has blue frosting and the other has pink. It was supposed to be red, I'm sure; but I won't tell The Girl if you don't. No jokes please about the Giants' colors being blue and pink. I don't think DH could take it.
A final note: The gym has called looking for me. Really, they called Friday morning and spoke to DH while I was chauffeuring the munchkins. They were concerned that they hadn't seen me in
Currently reading: January 2008 edition of Noctem Aeternus
Up next: I need to start rereading Richelle Mead's Succubus Blues and Succubus on Top for a book club.
- Location:not at the gym
- Mood:quiet
In case you can't read it, the title is The Bigist Snowman in the Wold. As you can see, it still needs a bit of editing. BTW, that gold circle in the sky is not the sun. No, my girl, she thinks big. That is a
Her 100 Day Project is complete and submitted, but I am thinking of also doing one with The Boy. (Yes, I have completely lost my mind. Let me know if you find it.) While his class is not actually participating in this momentous event, I think he would enjoy doing one, especially if we used, say, 100 Star Wars stickers. And, by God, I am going to mainstrean this boy whether he (or the school) want to or not! This would of course require a trip to the bookstore which might be difficult for me because of February's goal (no new books for me). But wait! It's still January! ;) Gotta love a good loophole.
I am also going to try measuring The Boy today to see how much he has grown since his last MD appointment. However, he will need to be cooperative and willing; otherwise it's like wrestling with a greased pig.
I'm off to the post office. I really need to mail my father his birthday present. It's a little late or very early depending on your viewpoint. His birthday's in November. Oh, and one last absent minded note. I completely forgot to take the munchkins to gymnastics yesterday. No Mommy or Daugher of the Year award this time.
- Location:couch
- Mood:
okay
And, as usual, there is much that needs to be done. I could clean. After all the dust bunnies are breeding like crazy and I'm slowly being surrounded by my children's toys. This is not a good battle tactic since they rarely take prisoners and haven't heard of the Geneva Convention if they do. And my dining room table is covered in buttons because The Girl and I are hard at work on her 100 Days project. {If you don't know what that is, count yourself lucky and move on.}
I did manage to go to the grocery store and buy bread, milk and cheese so neither of the munchkins will starve. I also went house stalking. That's cruising through the neighborhood you want to live in to see if there are any houses for sale that might not be listed with realtor or through one of the for sale by owner websites. Nada.
Now for other miscellaneous musings....
I've obviously spent too much time downloading new avatars (see above).
I measured The Girl yesterday. 48"! Holy crap; she's 4 feet tall. That's 6 inches in 5 months, and she's only 5 for cris-sake. I checked the CDC's pediatric growth charts. She's off the charts though not by too much. This does explain why most of her pants are too short. The rest seem to be too long and too big around her waist. Poor thing. She's a poster child for builders' bum.
Last night, The Boy and The Girl did a bit of role reversal. Usually The Girl is the one playing teacher and The Boy is the (reluctant) student. (He really doesn't care that Antarctica is a continent not a country.) This time The Boy was teaching The Girl about *monsters.* Using his Monster book he'd give her two clues and she had to guess what kind of monster he was describing. Much fun was had by all. Then they both tried to convince me they were scared last night at bedtime; but it was clearly a ploy for attention and sleep avoidance. I think I'm the only one who has nightmares in this house. Zombies, vamps and were's, oh my!
The DH and I had a disagreement this morning regarding the boys clothes. I don't understand how a man who has no trouble dressing himself appropriately can have so much difficulty with the munchkins' clothes. The Boy's olive/khaki pants clashed with his hunter green shirt; however, try and convince DH of that. And, if he had his way, The Boy would wear sweats every day. This doesn't bother me; its the fact that his favorite pair of sweats for The Boy have a hole in the butt. I also can't convince him that not every shade of pink will coordinate with another. I have much experience with this because pink is The Girl's favorite color; it's all she would wear for a year. She will now wear other colors, but it's still mostly pink. And don't get me started about turning clothes right-side-out! But I know I shouldn't complain; he does help dress them and help with the laundry. I'm lucky, right? Right?
Also, my anxiety level is high today. No, I have no idea why (other than needing to do housework); but my shoulders are currently pretending to be earrings. Fortunately I have a massage scheduled for tomorrow afternoon.
I have a goal for February. Maybe I'll try and do one every month or maybe not. I guess I'll wait and see how I do with this one. My goal is to not buy any new books in February. OK, any new books for me. I have many, many books in my to-be-read pile so I won't have to go through book-withdrawal or anything. Perhaps this is what's causing my anxiety....
Currently reading: Succubus on Top by Richelle Mead
Just finished: I Am Legend by Richard Matheson
Up next: Patricia Briggs' Mercedes series; reread the first 2, then read the new one just out.
- Location:couch
- Mood:
anxious
I drive my munchkins to and from school. While most of the kids at the school do take the bus, there is a small group of parents like me who also do the "chauffeur" thing. There are two women in this group that look very much alike, so much so that they could easily be sisters. They're both blonde, have similar haircuts and facial features and are close to the same height/build. I don't know either of their names; but I am rather friendly with one of them. Let's call her Lady #1. I haven't actually spoken to the other woman, but I regularly see her at "pick up" and at PTA meetings. Let's call her Lady #2. Lady #1's older son is my daughter's class. Her younger son gets speech therapy at the school which is another thing we have in common. She also has an older daughter in Girls Scouts, and we often talk about this and that while we wait to pick up the little ones. I believe Lady # 2 has 2 or 3 girls.
So today I am at Staples getting printer cartridges when I see Lady # 1 shopping there as well. I greet her warmly and chat very briefly and go on my merry way. I should have quit while I was ahead. But, no; we ended up in the check out line together. After the usual, "OMG, this line is so long!" I ask her how the boys are doing. She looks at me oddly. Then I ask, "but you have a girl too right?" Yes, she says, in the third grade. But now she has begun rummaging through her purse muttering about find her rewards card and giving off a strange vibe. The conversation awkwardly ends.
I continue to stand in line behind her pondering her strange reaction, and then it dawns on me. Holy &#^%! Yes, of course you knew from the beginning that it was Lady #2, didn't you? Well, there's no need to be smug, thank you very much.
But.....now what do I do? Do I apologize and admit my mistake? Would that make things even more uncomfortable? Or should I just pretend that nothing has happened? Of course, while I am debating this she finishes checking out and leaves. I am left to worry/wonder about the whole situation, knowing that I will probably see her again in less than 3 hours.
Fortunately, we missed each other at pick up. Do you think it's possible that she'll have forgotten the crazy Staples stalker lady by Monday?
In other news, Tuesday I took The Boy to his "last" dentist appointment to get the last cavity filled. Guess what? One of the other fillings fell out and needs to be replaced. I have obviously picked up some bad karma somewhere. Even though my previous attempts to get my DH to take him failed, I refuse to give up. Maybe if I start working on him now I can get him to take the next appointment....
We have not one but two birthday parties this weekend. I have already double-checked the dates and times twice. If I mess this up again, I doubt I'll ever hear the end of it. Keep your fingers crossed.
Currently reading: TBD
Just finished: The Vampire of New York by Lee Hunt, Darkling by Yasmine Galenorn, Changeling by Yasmine Galenorn, and Witchling by Yasmine Galenorn. This was my 2nd copy of Darkling; I "misplaced" the first. Of course, that meant a trip to the bookstore. I only meant to get one book and came home with five. Never mind that I have a tower of books waiting to be read. I obviously have a problem and will be joining Bookaholics Anonymous.
- Location:in the living room
- Mood:
embarrassed
Saturday was an emotional roller coaster ride.
The low point: The Boy's tantrum; it was epic. The Girl had drawn a picture specially for me on her new easel, and the Boy decided he wanted it. The Girl kindly offered to draw one just for him. But The Boy would not have it. Screaming, crying, and threats ensued. And that was just me! You should have seen/heard The Boy. It took nearly half an hour, but I did finally get us both calmed down.
The incline: We were finally sitting all snuggy and warm on the couch when I spotted his new Star Wars coloring book. At a playdate earlier this month, I discovered that The Boy would willing "color" (ok, scribble). I'd never been able to get him to color at home. Such a simple thing, but we had been trying to get him to do this for nearly 3 years. So Friday I got him the Star Wars coloring book to encourage his coloring. His initial reaction was disappointing. He enjoyed looking at the pictures with us, but didn't want to color the pictures. Well, I figured now was as good as time as any to try again. I asked if he wanted to color with me.
The high point: And he said YES! It turns out he's pretty darn good at this coloring thing. One might even say he likes it. Soon The Girl joined us; and then the 2 of them must have spent almost an hour coloring together. Add in lots of "please" and "thank you." Move over Grinch; I think my heart grew 4 sizes that day.
They have been coloring together intermittently all weekend. {happy sigh} Ah, the power of crayons....or another Crayola moment ;)!
Excuse me, I'd like to get off the ride now, please.
Currently reading: Changeling by Yasmine Galenorn
Just finished: Witchling by Yasmine Galenorn
Up next: Darkling by Yasmine Galenorn (Assuming I can find it. I know I bought it, but it seems to have disappeared. I'll have to check The Boy's room; he's been known to make off with my books.)
- Location:the comfy, cozy couch
- Mood: happy
Now where's the $*&% Midol!?
- Location:Back in the dining room
- Mood:crampy
Monday: "Krystn Goes to the DMV:" Somehow I managed to lose my drivers license. It was last seen in December, but I didn't know it was missing until last week. I've been driving around for a month without it. Of course that means I've been paranoid that'll I be pulled over. I already used up my "get out of jail" free card for driving without a license last year. Our police are pretty lenient with locals, and I was "only" pulled over for a (barely) expired inspection sticker. Of course, it helped that I had The Boy in the car, who was cute and excited to see the police officer. Who can resist The Boy?
Happy Monday!
- Location:Dining room
- Mood:Pleased I got the cut to work!
- Mood:
pissed off
Alright, 2008 is really the year of the Rat. Fortunately, the Chinese New Year is not until 2/7/08 so I'm not really behind on my resolutions. OK, so I'm not Chinese, but give a girl a break. I could use one.
And 2008 will be the year of The House. It has to be.
Say it with me, "We will find our (dream?) house this year." Repeat ad nauseum.
Requirements:
- 3+ bedrooms
- 2.5 baths. Yes I need that half bath. And if you are planning to visit, you want it too. Otherwise, you may trip and hurt yourself on a bath toy. Kissing of boo boo's and Princess band aids will follow. See, you agree with me now, don't you?
- In the town we currently live in.
- Colonial, contemporary, split-level or ranch in that order of preference
- Updated kitchens and baths (or priced so we can afford to update)
- Level back yard
- Close to our current school
- 2-car garage
- Not in a flood zone
DH Requirements:
All of the above plus-
1. Public water
2. Public sewer
3. Neighborhood with sidewalks
4. Built later than 1970
5. Extremely flat back yard (think pancake)
6. No powerlines in the area; high tension or low tension, it doesn't matter
7. No cell phone towers in the area
8. Quiet street
9. Completely dry basement without use of a sump pump
10. No ranch houses
11. No easements of any kind
12. Preferably no deer, bear, or coyote in the neighborhood; but that could conflict with my number 1
13. Mystery requirement. I don't know what this is, but God, I hope he finds it this year.
Now, let's all engage in some positive visualization.
Thank you.
Currently reading: Kate Morton's The House at Riverton
Just finished: Jeanne Stein's Anna Strong series
Next up: Darkling or Elijah
Net g/l: +.5
- Location:On the couch, of course
- Mood:deparate
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