three magic words
"i love you"
"you've lost weight!"
"i'm getting married!"
three words that everyone loves to hear. but do they love to hear them as much as THESE three words: "fried nutella ravioli". hmm.. maybe it's a tie.
i finally got my hands on some nutella and fried without my mom present for the first time ever. it is not something i will do often, since the whole house smelled like the carnival and i am a little queasy from the fried dough and sugar. but still - a def keeper for company:)
on the house front, josh and i are getting a little burned out. after 8 house tours on saturday (5 hours of driving around and peaking into other people's closets) we are ready to be done. there was a fantastic place in the middle of an extremeely steep hill, a small cute place an mile from any public transporation, a newly done place in waltham with no parking... we saw a great place that i liked in porter square after towk today but josh needed more green (granted, the place was wonderful, but also on the first floor so it didnt get much sun...). we have two more places we are going to see tomrorow. josh likes the interior of one, but it was built in 1967 and looks like an old lady house in new jersey. but the inside IS nice, so i may just have to get over myself. the other place we are seeing is right near our place now, big but not huge, and looks very cute. think good thoughts around 6 tomorrow.... i don't know how much more i can take before giving up til next year.
"you've lost weight!"
"i'm getting married!"
three words that everyone loves to hear. but do they love to hear them as much as THESE three words: "fried nutella ravioli". hmm.. maybe it's a tie.
i finally got my hands on some nutella and fried without my mom present for the first time ever. it is not something i will do often, since the whole house smelled like the carnival and i am a little queasy from the fried dough and sugar. but still - a def keeper for company:)
on the house front, josh and i are getting a little burned out. after 8 house tours on saturday (5 hours of driving around and peaking into other people's closets) we are ready to be done. there was a fantastic place in the middle of an extremeely steep hill, a small cute place an mile from any public transporation, a newly done place in waltham with no parking... we saw a great place that i liked in porter square after towk today but josh needed more green (granted, the place was wonderful, but also on the first floor so it didnt get much sun...). we have two more places we are going to see tomrorow. josh likes the interior of one, but it was built in 1967 and looks like an old lady house in new jersey. but the inside IS nice, so i may just have to get over myself. the other place we are seeing is right near our place now, big but not huge, and looks very cute. think good thoughts around 6 tomorrow.... i don't know how much more i can take before giving up til next year.
3 Comments:
HOW DARE YOU MAKE THOSE SCRUMPTIOUS LOOKING THINGS WITHOUT ME THERE TO EAT THEM THAT IS SO CRUEL WHY DON'T YOU CUT ME SOME SLACK I GUESS THE TRUE DEEPA FINALLY CAME OUT OR SOMETHING NICE.
good luck with the house-hunting!!! even if you have to wait until next year, you still had a good go of it so far. and, you never know... often the best things come when you're not expecting or looking for them...
hahahahaa - ahh i love you.. umm.. i mean "something something a f*cking piece of GARBAGE"
they are so good and so easy to make. i used wonton wrappers.... oh my god, i am never rolling out pasta again. well, maybe not. but now i am make any kind of ravioli without all that cranking every time. i highly reccomend it.
wow i agree with everything becca said. that is SO mean.
and i also agree that if you don't find a house now, what's the rush? you're young! you're hot! you're wicked smaht! if not now, then later. either way, it seems like you've learned a LOT from this experience and i'm wondering if taking a break from it will even help you get excited about it again soon.
mwah, thinking positive house thoughts for you!
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