You see, my lovely blue house is being turned into a nice Mocha house, in case someone that does not picture themselves in a blue house wants dibs after us. Saturday was the day that it began...it began with the windows and today it was the doors.
See that door? That is where I come and go to the Dyeraj...hmmm, that ain't gonna happen. That got sealed up while Michael and Sheila Ernst were here collecting the Rappard Girls. Fine, I can deal. I still have the front door. I go to do my shut-in mother's shopping and come home to a very nice Brazilian with nice hospital corners taping off that door. WAIT! I need to get into The Prison! Oh, heck, the dogs and I can still go out the door to the back yard, even if we can't SEE the back yard from the kitchen or anywhere else...WRONG. That was the final straw...I had my TV, my computer, my dogs and the phone to tell me that there was a there there. Oh yes, there were shadowy figures doing things outside of the windows but only Portuguese was being spoken. Hell, the air conditioner started to make gasping noises and I then realized that it was nicely covered up, suicide style and would suck itself to death if I did not turn it off. Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. (this could make me wish that I was still at the Marriott...just barely.)
The saga continues. Will he or won't he be offered his job at his current salary, this Long Suffering Husband? Will he or won't he take it? Will we or won't we leave the bay area? Will I or won't I become a cowboy? Stay tuned...I feel the stress weight building...oh, it couldn't be the therapeutic Margarita, what are you talking about!
Ehhh!*GIGGLE* And then......what do a clever woman do then??
And keep that STRESS away!!!!!:-)
Posted by: Helle From Denmark | July 26, 2005 at 02:08 AM
Breathe... That sounds like uber stress. You need to go spin!
Posted by: elizabeth | July 26, 2005 at 06:20 AM
um, wouldn't you be a cowgirl?
Posted by: vanessa | July 26, 2005 at 06:26 AM
Just wanted you to know that the sisters are safe and sound and happy as can be living in my new workshop.
I haven't the words to tell you how much I appreciate what you did giving them to me. I will love and cherish them. Each time that I use them I will think of you and send love. Thanks again and again Lisa!!
Love you, Sheila
Posted by: Sheila | July 26, 2005 at 10:15 PM
This is all very interesting Lisa dear, but I've been sorta waiting for pictures of the "ex-football player looking frat brother junk guys " if you don't mind.
Helen
Posted by: Helen in NH | July 29, 2005 at 07:03 AM