Two Bahs

Thus the weekend concluded, and we all trudged back to our jobs…

Was pretty doggone productive on our part. Cleaning, updating, overseeing a couple contractor/repair guys… man I’ve learned a lot, that’s for sure. Landscapers are at the house right now, and from what I saw on my lunch break today they’re busting their butts.

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GDG worked on our garage doors (natch) yesterday.

He’s a talkative sort. He was telling me, well, way too much about everything.

He mentioned his marriage to a Hungarian woman who treats him according to the values she was raised with. That is, she behaves in a rather subservient manner. He loves it, was going on and on about liberal feminism and how wrong it is…

And then he talked about how he’s full-blood German, so his baby daughter has “the good blood. You know.”

Not sure if that was an innocent remark or was really as third reich sounding as it struck me. I just looked at him.

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Turns out we can’t build anytime soon. Long story, but basically it comes down to this: By the time a house would be completed we’ll be in school, and not bringing in enough money to qualify for the type of financing we need to build.

It still looks like we can afford a nice place though. We’re going to Corsicana to look at some this Saturday.

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THEBOY drew this great picture of a robot standing next to a flower last night. This morning he told Kelli a story about the picture. He’s come a long way in a short time. Doesn’t seem like it was that long ago when he said he wasn’t very good at drawing because he just did “scribble scrabble.”

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From a house listing I just checked out: "Spacious home with open den, FP, beamed ceiling, sunroom across back. Four bedrooms, two bahs, office, nice kitchen with many cabinets & dining."

Yes, those two bahs indicate that the home actually comes with its own Ebeneezer Scrooge...

Okay, bad joke.

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What did Ebeneezer Scrooge and the sheep say to each other? Two bahs...

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I saw photos of the house, and it looked fairly nice. One bah at most...

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Stop me, please...