Thursday, December 13, 2007

Hey, a girl can dream, can't she?


We're not moving. Not for a little while longer. And not until WE want to, unlike all those other moves. But I still shop here a lot. I think it's more that I want to see inside stranger's houses. I admit the pictures are not nearly as interesting when the houses are empty. Sometimes I feel like one of the Queer Guys from the TV show as I critique Grandma's doilies or the ratty recliner in the "Great Room." Sure, I know the house doesn't come with the furniture, unlike those dorks on TV who can't see past puce paint to potential. God, that was poetic.
Today I am dreaming HERE.
Come with me.
*holds out hand*

Don't worry, I'll be okay. Because tonight from 5-9, there's a party and sale here.
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