Great Idea!
Ok, you guys (cheri and amy the evil conspirators...) you've got me. Now, you just have to get Mark...
I think this is a great idea. Definately easier than email.
I have spent the last three days with my realtor Fred. Fred is great and he has many helpful suggestions. There are so many UGLY houses for sale. Not to mention the fact that my beloved Scott really LIKES all the ugly homes. Finding just the right house might take longer than we thought. I just refuse to compromise on certain things. For instance, is it really asking too much to have a nice bathtub in the master bathroom? And I refuse to go in and rip out wallpaper. It better be an amazing home with a wallpaper allowance. Some decorative touches can be seriously painful. I saw a house Monday that had a bedroom with polka dot wallpaper with a stripe border. Dear Lord. Who knew that a $500k house could be so awful?
I think Scott is worried about me. He asked me to rate how "sad" I am based on a scale from 1-10. 1 being the most happy to 10 ("get out the razor blades" - Scott's comment). So, I said I was a four. I think four is pretty good for me! Hmm. I might have to try and act "happier", although I thought I was doing a pretty good job recently. I think he asked because our wonderful pet Buddy the hamster died over the weekend. He had a stroke, I think. I saw him have what looked like a seizure in the cage and he couldn't walk. He kept falling over and couldn't get back up. ("help, I've fallen...") Because Scott more reasonable than me, he suggested we wake Sahara and let her say goodbye. She was sad, but when she woke up the next morning and he was gone she was okay. Now, I was seriously hysterical. I really mean hysterical. I told Scott that we brought him all the way from San Antonio and I thought for sure that would kill him, but it didn't and NOW he dies. Poor Buddy will be remembered well. He lived a good hamster life of almost two years. All Jack said was "did I do it?" I'm pretty sure that comes from Sahara screaming at Jack that he had to be careful or he'd kill him.
I am now off to study for ACLS...advanced cardiac life support. My Nurse Practitioner told me "oh, don't worry about it! You only have to get an 80 to pass!" Now, if you were dying would you really want the nurse who barely passed ACLS? I think not.
Thanks for the tip Cheri...