Lydia has been dealing with house buying nonsense. She and the Cap'n put in an offer on a home they adored but their offer was rejected. Insert sad face. Because some very nice people who we hate with the fiery passion of 10,000 suns for no good reason made an offer to buy the house with cash. Silly Lydia! Needing a pesky mortgage and all...no house for you!
But then the Cap'n saw a fixer-upper in the same neighborhood. He looked at it and saw some made-up stupid word that he keeps repeating. Equity or something. Whatever. Lydia looks at it and sees work and money and contractors and frustration and pulling rusty nails out of her toddler's mouth. Then she shared the listing and photos with her most adorable, brilliant and funny friend Michael, who sells high end real estate in Charlotte, NC and he described the house thusly: "Part Dutch Colonial, part center hall and part 7th circle of hell..."
So, that's were we are with that... NOWHERE.
Kate, in her quest to keep busy during her week off from work, has decided that doing 90 minutes of yoga in a ten thousand degree room is a good idea. And it totally is, but for the fact that her class is taught by Mango.
And, really, that's all she's done all. mur. thur. fur. kin. week. Go to hot yoga and bitch that a small man is telling her what to do...Lydia just thinks she's upset because she's letting him do it. That's what she said.
In other news....Anthony Weiner... you need our help. Because you're an idiot. What were you thinking? First you do something super Congress-y like texting a college co-ed a frontshot of Mr. Peepers, even though he was (thankfully) covered by your underpants. You're far too literal - no one wants to see your junk, Mr. Weiner. Actually, come to think of it, maybe you weren't literal enough. Maybe she likes hotdogs? If so, she might have thought seeing a picture of your Oscar Meyer weiner was funny. But your wanker? No thank you. And now, we're pretty sure she doesn't want to put either anywhere near her mouth.
|Ewww. Put on some pants...please.|
In other real news, over at Maternal Ammunition, Lydia wrote about what her summer plans are...which consist mostly of not losing her schmidt. Frankly, Kate thinks that is a pretty substantial goal, and has plans of not doing the same thing. Gotta keep the kids on their toes, and if they think mom is all Zen all summer, that's not a good thing.
And, at Parents Connect, the girls ponder on how much more awesome it would be if a whole village of moms got together to raise their kids. Partly because we could share the workload...but mostly because we're stupid and tired and our kids like to mouth off and maybe we could blame other people for that. In that way, we're super strategic.
But not as strategic as that Weiner weiner guy...in that regard, you're welcome.
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