We won the bid.
As of November 6, we will officially be home owners.
Yay!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Come on Arlene!
We made an offer on a house today. It's in Silver Spring and...it's bright red (the color's growing on me and it would grow on you too, believe me).
I'm attached to the house and really hope we get it. It went on the market on Thursday and there are already several offers. We put in a very strong offer and our real estate agent (Arlene) thinks we're definitely in the ball game. All you out there in cyber-space cross your fingers for us. We won't find out until Tuesday if we get it, so we'll leave you (along with the two of us) in suspense.
We've been singing a lot of the Dexy's Midnight Runners this weekend. So, all together now: "Come on Arlene, Oh I swear (well she means), at the moment, you mean everything to me..."
I'm attached to the house and really hope we get it. It went on the market on Thursday and there are already several offers. We put in a very strong offer and our real estate agent (Arlene) thinks we're definitely in the ball game. All you out there in cyber-space cross your fingers for us. We won't find out until Tuesday if we get it, so we'll leave you (along with the two of us) in suspense.
We've been singing a lot of the Dexy's Midnight Runners this weekend. So, all together now: "Come on Arlene, Oh I swear (well she means), at the moment, you mean everything to me..."
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Where Prices are Low and Morale Even Lower
Behold, capitalism and the American dream at their best:
Stranger allegedly slaps crying child in store
http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/09/02/georgia.tot.slapped/index.html?iref=mpstoryview
What, at Wal-Mart? No, it couldn't be...(sarcastic grin)
It's stories like that that make me wish I would have come up with this first:
Viral Web site mocks Wal-Mart customers
http://www.cnn.com/2009/TECH/09/03/walmart.people/index.html
Stranger allegedly slaps crying child in store
http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/09/02/georgia.tot.slapped/index.html?iref=mpstoryview
What, at Wal-Mart? No, it couldn't be...(sarcastic grin)
It's stories like that that make me wish I would have come up with this first:
Viral Web site mocks Wal-Mart customers
http://www.cnn.com/2009/TECH/09/03/walmart.people/index.html
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Live Free or Die
We just got back from our summer vacation to New Hampshire.
It was glorious.
Glorious weather, glorious food, glorious 80 degree water, glorious kids, glorious ice cream....just glorious.
The great thing about having 7 nieces and nephews (almost 8!) under the age of 8, is that there's always something going on and, maybe more importantly, always something funny being said. I give you excerpts from our week:
- Ella, Randall and H.L's 3-year-old, was playing on the beach when she looked up and saw a man with a beard paddling his kayak. "Look Mommy, it's Jesus!" she exclaimed. We're pretty sure he heard....but not quite as sure if he was surprised at the comment.
- James, Tyler and Rebecca's 4-year-old, currently has an obsession with all things Star Wars. He brought 4 of the six movies to the lake with him and could (and did) recite the entire plot at a moment's notice. One day we got in the boat to take the kids (and me, who am I kidding...) to ice cream in town. We got just about out of the cove, when the happy look on James' face turned sour and he started sobbing: "I miss Star Wars!!".
I couldn't help but laugh. So, we turned around and went back to he could continue watching Star Wars. Turns out that he didn't need to watch Star Wars, he just needed to get all four of his movies so he could carry them with him while he ate ice cream. Ah, now I ask you what is important in life?
- Coco, Tyler and Rebecca's 6-year-old, was upset with Blake and Me in the hot tub because we were withholding hose-squirting privileges from her. She was so upset that she told her Daddy that he owed her a dollar. "Why?" he asked. "(Pointing and glaring at Blake) Because of him." I hated it when adults laughed when I was angry as a kid...and how here I am doing it. But again, I couldn't help myself. I had to laugh. We all laughed.
It was glorious.
Glorious weather, glorious food, glorious 80 degree water, glorious kids, glorious ice cream....just glorious.
The great thing about having 7 nieces and nephews (almost 8!) under the age of 8, is that there's always something going on and, maybe more importantly, always something funny being said. I give you excerpts from our week:
- Ella, Randall and H.L's 3-year-old, was playing on the beach when she looked up and saw a man with a beard paddling his kayak. "Look Mommy, it's Jesus!" she exclaimed. We're pretty sure he heard....but not quite as sure if he was surprised at the comment.
- James, Tyler and Rebecca's 4-year-old, currently has an obsession with all things Star Wars. He brought 4 of the six movies to the lake with him and could (and did) recite the entire plot at a moment's notice. One day we got in the boat to take the kids (and me, who am I kidding...) to ice cream in town. We got just about out of the cove, when the happy look on James' face turned sour and he started sobbing: "I miss Star Wars!!".
I couldn't help but laugh. So, we turned around and went back to he could continue watching Star Wars. Turns out that he didn't need to watch Star Wars, he just needed to get all four of his movies so he could carry them with him while he ate ice cream. Ah, now I ask you what is important in life?
- Coco, Tyler and Rebecca's 6-year-old, was upset with Blake and Me in the hot tub because we were withholding hose-squirting privileges from her. She was so upset that she told her Daddy that he owed her a dollar. "Why?" he asked. "(Pointing and glaring at Blake) Because of him." I hated it when adults laughed when I was angry as a kid...and how here I am doing it. But again, I couldn't help myself. I had to laugh. We all laughed.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Moribund
I woke up on Tuesday with a word absolutely stuck in my head. So much so that every sentence I thought to myself included that word: Moribund.
"I can't believe that man just cut in front of me. That is so moribund."
"That poptart I had for breakfast is making me feel moribund."
"I wonder if Tuesday will be a moribund sort-of-day..."
"Moribund! Someone stepped on my flip flop!"
The only problem is that I couldn't remember, for the life of me, what it meant.
Well, after a day full of moribund thoughts, I looked it up on dictionary dot com. Here is what I found:
mor⋅i⋅bund /ˈmɔrəˌbʌnd, ˈmɒr-/ Pronunciation [mawr-uh-buhnd, mor-]
1. in a dying state; near death.
2. on the verge of extinction or termination.
3. not progressing or advancing; stagnant: a moribund political party.
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Origin:
1715–25; moribundus dying, equiv. to mori- (s. of morī to die) + -bundus adj. suffix
Related forms:
mor⋅i⋅bun⋅di⋅ty, noun
mor⋅i⋅bund⋅ly, adverb
So, it appears I was being a little more dramatic in my thoughts that I ought to have been. I still love that word though...
"I can't believe that man just cut in front of me. That is so moribund."
"That poptart I had for breakfast is making me feel moribund."
"I wonder if Tuesday will be a moribund sort-of-day..."
"Moribund! Someone stepped on my flip flop!"
The only problem is that I couldn't remember, for the life of me, what it meant.
Well, after a day full of moribund thoughts, I looked it up on dictionary dot com. Here is what I found:
mor⋅i⋅bund /ˈmɔrəˌbʌnd, ˈmɒr-/ Pronunciation [mawr-uh-buhnd, mor-]
1. in a dying state; near death.
2. on the verge of extinction or termination.
3. not progressing or advancing; stagnant: a moribund political party.
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Origin:
1715–25; moribundus dying, equiv. to mori- (s. of morī to die) + -bundus adj. suffix
Related forms:
mor⋅i⋅bun⋅di⋅ty, noun
mor⋅i⋅bund⋅ly, adverb
So, it appears I was being a little more dramatic in my thoughts that I ought to have been. I still love that word though...
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