Hey, y'all!
We made it back from Missouri in one piece, refreshed by the time away from the kids, but exhausted by the schedule we kept while there. We missed the chirrens something fierce, but in no time, they had us wishing we were going away again. (just kidding!)
I could bore you with all the details of what happened during our trip, but I care for your mental health more than that. Suffice it to say that we are most probably moving our family halfway across the country in less than 6 weeks. We have put an offer in on a house -- one of the TWELVE we saw in one day -- and are waiting to hear if it gets accepted or not. A house with a red bathroom, y'all. Red. Not marroon, burgundy, or merlot. Red. As in Would Look At Home On The Walls Of A Brothel red. So yeah. Envy me.
Anyhoo, I will post more later, as soon as I know something more definite. About anything. But rest assured I have learned one very important lesson the last few days....
Country Gravy + Chicken Fried Steak + Mashed Potatoes + Peppermint Milkshake + Yeasty Rolls + Fast Food Burger and Tacos = Pants that don't fit.
Just another service I offer here at Moreofawoman...all for you.
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You're killin' me. As the only blog fan who lives near you...I feel PAIN! Physically hurting! How could you?! Oh, sure, bettering yourself is great and all, but really, are you thinking about me at all?
Okay, I'm done now. I am so happy for you...and if you want me to, I'll come over and paint your bathroom the customary Roger white. Yes, they have eggshell, off, and even bright white, but none can compare to the all-whiteness of Roger white. Ha!
Are you implying that my husband is Super Honky or something? Yes? Okay, just checking.
Nope...not so much a honky as a plain jane who no likey color. I remember a certain house that you lived in for 2 - 3 years and the walls were one color when you moved in and the same color when moved out. Are you with me?
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