Monday, March 14, 2011

Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky, Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same**

**The Weeds theme song lyrics are for Aron XOXO

Know anyone looking for a great house in my general area? We like it here a lot (which is why we're staying in the neighborhood) but just bought a bigger/better/more lovely house. I'm not too proud to display it here on the blog and ask you to buy it :)












10 comments:

Alice ~ Folk Art Primitives said...

Nice pictures ~ kitchen is very nice ~ someone should by dying to live in your house. As to the rude people who didn't call and cancel, that's par for the course, anymore! We have rentals and I practically beg them to please call if they need to cancel ~ my time is valuable, too, etc. etc. There's just not much civility anymore!! Whew! That sounds like something a really old person would say!

Arlene said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SADPuUYF_4I

Anonymous said...

I see why Ella was miffed about the ol' telly. Then you took her desk out of the office and photo. She has homework to do! New lyrics - "Ticky Tacky, meany mommy, in the little box on the hillside." As usual, Grammy and I will comfort and spoil her rotten every chance we get.

Annie said...

Chill out, Dad. The desk and other assorted kid crappola (does that have one p or two?) is back in its usual place.

Anonymous said...

I would love to buy your house but I hear the neighbors are super Crazy!

Luke said...

You mean the ones that are moving in across the street? I hear they're real @ssholes.

Tori :) said...

Annie, this is WEIRD!! I think I might be sad about this -- I mean, I'm excited for you about the new house, but I'm just so used to this one!

Tori :) said...

And did you really comment as your kid?

Luke said...

It was an accident. I didn't realize that he was still logged into his email acct and that I would be posting as him. Whoopsies!

Anonymous said...

Pretty cool pictures of the your current house. When did you get the floor delivered? Last time I was there, it was covered in toys, food particles, half-eaten and rotten pear cores, towel bars, socks from the sock basket, a plethera of pink and purple bows and glitter, and random t-shirts strewn about after you were looking for something to wear. Amazing what you can do with photo shop these days. PS. If you think I'm moving that big ass treadmill back across the street WHERE IT FREAKING CAME FROM, you are nuttier than I thought. I mean, sheesh, it just came from there a couple of months ago. Hel-lo.