What we learned yesterday

We learned a few things in our happy household yesterday....

I personally learned never to call our realtor right before wanting to eat dinner.
I guess I should probably explain that.
What most of you don't know because I have not spilled the beans yet, is that the owners of chez MM decided, late last week, they want to sell the house we are living in. So we have 60 days to either buy it, or another house. Buying this house is a real possibility, we walked through it last night talking about what we liked about it vs what we didn't, and the pro's surely outweigh the cons. It is a lovely house, I like it very much.
But we want to check out some other houses in the area, too, and see if maybe, there is something else we like better. So we have a realtor. Lets call her Babbling Bonnie, shall we?
Out of the various realtors I have met with MM over the last 6 months, Babbling Bonnie is actually, so far, better than the rest. She can talk, A LOT, but she seems to like her job, and is very desireable of finding us a house that suits us, not forcing us into the house SHE wants us to fit.
But calling her right before dinner? Not smart.

Speaking of dinner. MG got to learn some, last night, too.
When we are having Mashed Potatoes, she is your girl. She makes them, with minimal assistance from either her Dad, or me. She makes GREAT potato's. She even uses 2 different kinds of spud. Fine dining, indeed.
Well,somehow, last night, her potatoes were not quite soft enough when she added the secret ingredients to her fine mashers. So, they didn't mash. And we didn't have mashed potatoes.



So. Don't call a realtor before dinner, and make sure your potatoes are soft enough to mash.
You are welcome.