Life in the South

The trials and tribulations of parenthood and living away from family from a "Yankee" raising a baby in the south.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Real Estate Advice



Don't sell your house when you have mold. Our contract was lost on our TN house because during inspection, it was found that we have massive amounts of mold in our kitchen. It was found growing in the cabinets, microwave, stove, and drawers. The first picture is where the backsplash fell off the wall because the mold weakend the glue so much. Needless to say there will be a kitchen remodel by the builder since the house is only 8 months old! Adam and I are still in shock but are planning to drive to TN this week to meet with our realtor, the builder, and an attorney. Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure (our realtor sent them to us). I guess on the bright side, at least no one lives there since this crap can be so dangerous.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Fat Cat





So now that we have sold a house, we are kicking around the idea of renting an apartment in the heart of downtown to have some fun. While we were reading apartment listings last night, Adam found one that said "Cats welcome, no dogs over 15 pounds." Well, here is our problem. Does a 25 pound cat constitute a dog, or is he still okay? He's been on a diet, but he claims he likes his love handles.

See for yourself!

Sunday, February 19, 2006

Olympic Commentators on Crack

Since we don't have cable (see previous post) we have been tuning into the Olympics lately. Again, cutting cable is NOT a good way to cut costs.

Here are some of my favorite comments from tonight's Ice Dancing:

The male commentator on a Russian couple "They just don't ooze that Latin flavor." No shit. I bet it's because they're Russian.

The female commentator "I don't like their outfits." Well, that's why you are the commentator and not the designer. Real intelligent comment there honey.

And who came up with Ice Dancing? Who really enjoys watching ballroom dancing on ice? It's almost like watching paint dry to me. Who comes up with these events? Let's take a ski hill and put massive bumps on it. Okay, now let's make them ski with the bumps and do jumps in the middle of it all. How about lugs? Who came up with that? And did a homosexual come up with team lugs? I mean what guy sits around thinking up sports where they can all lay on top of each other and go downhill really fast? Why don't they wear costumes like the ice dancers to give people more to talk about (especially commentators!). Anyways, my new sport is Ice Dancing with moguls with using your skates for the curling competition that is going on simultaneously.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

I have 4 words for you

We sold a house.

As Clark Griswold put it so well in Christmas Vacation
"Hallelujah, HOLY SHIT!"

If you were wondering, it was the TN house. We are hoping that the good Karma carries over to the Ohio open house tomorrow and we possibly sell 2 in one month. The funny thing tonight is that I was complaining I didn't have anything to blog about.

On another note: Just in case you are ever trying to cut costs around the house, it is NOT a good idea to cut out cable. Adam and I were trying to cut costs to rationalize joining an expensive gym while owning 2 houses, so we cut cable. Well we are TOTALLY excited that we can have cable again now that we sold a house!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyways, it's about enough to drive you up a wall when you don't have it. I haven't read this many books in I don't know how long. . .

Love you all right now. I am SO happy. 1 down, 1 to go.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

You know you're in the Bible Belt when-

Well, today after coming home from the gym I noticed there was something outside our neighbors front door. I actually thought she had dropped something out of her grocery bag. Nope, we had one too. It was a bar of soap. Here's the best part--it said "Jesus can cleanse you." (I think, more to come on that). Then on the back there was all the information about the Baptist church that put it there. Ours went in the trash. Yep, going to hell for that.

Okay, so it's time to blog about this fun bible belt happening and I can't remember the exact wording on this bar of soap. I tell Adam I am going to go get, okay steal, a neighbors so I can write about it. Adam said I would REALLY go to hell for that, taking something about Jesus, so I felt guilty and didn't do it. But I'm telling you, if it's still there in the morning, it's mine and I will post a pic of it.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Springfield Shout Out

Wooooooooooo

Springfield, Ohio got the shout out tonight on the Grammy's! Thank you Johnny Legend! (grad of Springfield North high!) We're famous. . . my question is: Do you think this will help our stupid house sell????? I sure hope so!

Chicken CPR????

"Kiss of life makes Boo Boo the chicken better"

This is just about one of the grossest things I have ever read. What would cross your mind to make you want to give a chicken CPR? Mouth to beak? Come on! Just eat it for dinner tonight! And why the hell is CNN carrying a story like this as a headline? Slow news day I guess.

http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/02/08/chicken.ap/index.html

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

The bottom's about to fall out

So the other day, the girl at my 'walmart' store said it looks like the "bottom's about to fall out." Now, working at hallmark I'm looking around for a shelf or a box that is about to collapse. Did you know that that particular saying means that it looks like it is going to rain, as in the bottom is about to fall out of the sky. Why don't they just say "It looks like it's going to rain?"

On another note, I was at step class tonight and this stupid little, no hip, spandex wearing girl bounced over to be in front of me. What is the point of working out with your V-String (as victoria's secret calls it) or your G-String hanging out?? At one point in time I was ready to pick up my step and just hit her with it. I figured I could hit pretty well when I played softball, so certainly I could hit this little spandex thingy in front of me. . .I really could have done some damage.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

"General Lee"


Yep, learned another thing today. . .Georgia has it's own ground hog and his name is General Lee! His full name is General Beau Lee.

Unlike Punxsutawny Phil being ripped out of his hole by men in top hats, General Lee has an old fashioned that someone rings and he comes out of the barn.

From General Lee's website:

In his characteristically purposeful fashion, Beau waddled to the edge of the spacious verandah and searched across the front lawn for an extended period of time. Within moments, Beau's prediction was obvious to all even before Game Ranch CEO Col. Art Rilling proclaimed:
“Put away your parkas, y'all, and unpack the petunias. Beau did not see his shadow. IT’S AN EARLY SPRING!”
For the 26th Annual Celebration and as in years past, sixteen-year-old Beau was awakened by the ringing of an antique farm bell. Beau has an extraordinary 93% rate of accuracy.

After reading on, I can write General Lee a letter and he will respond with a picture as well! I think I just might have to.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Martha F#@kin Stewart and the Stupid F*!kin Gym

So, Adam and I joined the gym for our new years resolution (hey heather, we are one of those that you hated on). Well I decided 2 things tonight while on the elliptical for 40 grueling minutes.

1. As much as I love reading my Martha Stewart magazines, don't EVER take one to read while you are working out. There are so many food pictures in there. . .Especially the chocolates in this months issue made the time hell! I hated her for those 30 or so minutes I was torturing myself. The ginger chocolate cookies were my fav pic. Even the guy next to me was laughing about what a cruel world it is when you are looking at those pictures while exercising.

2. The girls under 21, even 18, who have not discovered good beer to chunk them up a little bit, or are still waiting for hips should have to go to a totally different gym. You know the ones, with the cute little skin tight tanks and the little spandex matching pants that NEVER seem to sweat. I HATE them too. While I am looking at pictures of chocolate telling myself if "I really want to lose weight, I can't try that new recipe of ginger chocolate cookies," and sweat dripping off of me, these little no-hip, spandex clad, perfect hair and make up are acting like it's nothing. I hope since they don't have hips, it REALLY hurts them BAD when they have kids.