My daughter is in for quite a surprise when she wakes up tomorrow morning. Oh. Yes. She. Is.
I was just calmly sitting and watching the news tonight and all of a sudden I saw the lake next to my daughter's new apartment ... on the news! Yes, the lake is famous. Oh, and that's not all that's famous ... SO IS HER APARTMENT BLDG.
There's no denying that it's a pretty little area with the entire Shops At Legacy right out her door, but, no one knew it was this pretty. So, what's up, you ask?
See this lake? This cute little lake? It's also in for a surprise tomorrow. And by the way, that's Liz apartment building on the left, other side of the lake. She's on the 4th floor. I think I see her waving out her window.
When I was last at Liz' apartment, the lake was beginning to look somewhat like a movie studio set. There were sound systems and stages being set up all around.
The little area with the steps was being turned into a stage. Rick and I noticed all of the hubbub going on and asked Elizabeth if she was aware that her lake was suddenly very busy. She'd noticed. And she told us that the lake was hosting a concert ... for Toyota of Plano or something. Toyota, the new kid on the block. Even Frisco is all afritter over Toyota coming to town and bringing their headquarters. I'm not quivering, though. It's just a little car company, right?
Anyway, 'Toyotathon', as Elizabeth referred to it, was a little bitty concert that would be taking place on that there lake.
Fast forward to the news tonight. The lake, the apartment, Toyota, people and more people and ALL OF CALIFORNIA I guess, is headed to The Shops At Legacy tomorrow for their annual convention. Or their opening ceremonies or a simple staff meeting. Not sure. But I do know that it became newsworthy today and the Governor of Texas will be there, too. Yes, even the Governor. Good grief. The Governor didn't show up when I came to town ...
Liz's itty bitty apartment ... that used to be so nice and quiet ... won't be, tomorrow.
I'll bet we'll be able to hear the noise all the way into Frisco. I'll bet I will be anywhere else but at The Shops At Legacy tomorrow, too. Or Frisco. Or Texas for that matter.
And Liz knows none of this because she's already in bed asleep tonight. Hee Hee! She's going to wake up to a bang! And see that Marriott above? I can guarantee you that I will not be sleeping there tomorrow night. I'm betting no one will be asleep in there.
The keys ... have been found. Oh. Yes. They. Have. And I feel like celebrating!
We got a call last night with nothing but the jingling of keys in the receiver. It was Elizabeth and she delivered the good news. Both Rick and I were terribly excited. The keys he lost on moving day HAD OUR ADDRESS ON THEM so, yeah, I didn't sleep well for a few days after the move. Then I forgot about them. But still ...
Both Liz and I tore her apartment apart and I had scoured each and every car in the caravan of movers. Well, they weren't in the car... but they were in the apartment. So how come we didn't find the lost keys???? Because we didn't look in THE HAMPER!!
Yes, the lost keys were found in a hamper. And, um, WHY WOULD I LOOK IN A HAMPER? I knew the keys wouldn't be mixed in with dirty clothes. I just knew that. And you know what? They weren't mixed in with dirty clothes. They were mixed in with CLEAN CLOTHES and lamps and cds and towels and anything but dirty clothes. 'Cuz Liz had just moved. There were no dirty clothes. Therefore, I'm a dork.
So, back to celebrating ... Rick wanted champagne. I wanted anything wonderful. Know how we celebrated? Rick turned on Castle and I ran out to a drama rehearsal. We are one wild and crazy couple, no?
So, I celebrated my 29th birthday with family last night and I had a big, big surprise during our dinner.
We all got together at Two Rows, a restaurant in Allen, TX that Elizabeth can eat at and we had a good ol' time. Well, until I obeyed my mother, that is.
For dinner, I opted for a big ol' cheeseburger. Hey, it's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to. Yes, it had onions on it. But yes, I ate a cheeseburger. And even though I was also dying for a baked potato, I chose against it. Ya know, too much starch, too many carbs. Yeah, I opted to listen to my mother and eat my veggies ... even on my birthday. But you know what? MOTHER WAS WRONG!
I did order the veggies and they arrived al dente. And because they were dente, they dented my back tooth. No, not just dented it ... those ridiculously crunchy vegetables tore my tooth up. The same tooth that a tootsie roll tried to ruin a few weeks ago ... except the carrots were successful in ripping it to shreds.
The results: Tooth is history. It will be extracted next week. The dentist couldn't fit me in this week. I guess pain and blood count for nothing.
And the moral of the story: Don't eat carrots. Or tootsie rolls. Or hamburgers. Or anything right now. Well, water might be okay. Unless it's cold. Oh, just thinking about cold water makes me quiver.
Wanna see one of my birthday gifts? It's from my daughter. My dear, darling daughter.
It's a cooler. For food. It stores FOOD. I'd like to say I'm insulted by this... but, uh, the jokes on her. 'Cause until my toof gets fixeded, I'm not into food all that much.
We meant to, we honestly meant to ... but we done forgot. We meant to haul our "wedding" cake out of the freezer and eat it on our anniversary. Okay, no, NOT our original wedding cake ... our latest wedding cake. Remember that silly little "redo" of a wedding we had on the radio? On Valentine's Day this year? You don't remember????
Ya' know ... I'm just having way too much fun with linking things.
Anyway, I've linked it all up just in case you really don't remember. Although I'll kill you if you truly don't remember ... not that it's important to me or anything.
So, October 20th is my birthday, yes it is. And I have no cake in the works. We are all going out to dinner for the big day and oops, no cake. BUT. GUESS. WHAT? I have something in my freezer that just might work! It's only been there for what ... eight months? It should still be good. Heck, it couldn't be any worse that the real one was back in 1989.
We won't actually know how it tastes until tomorrow night. But for now, this little diddy is serving as my wedding cake, birthday cake and, if I play my cards right, I think I can make it last until next summer. Ya know, just 'cause. Anyone have any big holidays coming up that they need a cake for? I've got one!
That beautiful silver stuff around the beautiful cake can be used in your windows, I hear. I'm told it keeps your house cool on sunny days.
Kinda matches the pretty cake plate my dear cake is sitting on.
If we live, I'll let you know how this old cake really is.
... even though I didn't go anywhere. Well, nowhere significant anyway. I did clean my house, though, and if you know me at all, THAT is significant in itself. And hey! My house is looking pretty good right now so come on over!
This is my bed. Looks like a little trip around the world, I know... and Rick laughs his head off at my little pillow show up there. He's always asking, "WHO is this little pillow display for? Cuz it sure isn't for me..." Okay, so it's just for me most of the time.
BUT THIS TIME IT WASN'T JUST FOR ME!
My friend Sin Yi came to town this week and since she's a realtor, um, my house had to look good. Well, presentable anyway.
But, that's where I've been all week. If I haven't been running over to Elizabeth's apartment to take or bring something back ... then I've been scouring the spots that Elizabeth USED to live in. And her cat USED to live in. And believe me, between the two of them ... well, let's just say that if a Haz Mat team was available, I'd hire them. 'Cept I know they'd never set foot in our house. I wouldn't either if I didn't have to.
A few years ago, in Arizona, we really did have to call in some super strength floor cleaners (don't ask) (wait, you can read about it here) it was supposed to be a quiet evening ... and here Tucson, anyone? after Elizabeth had a battle with Taco Bell. Yeah, I said not to ask. It was Stanley Steamer to the rescue. I wonder if they'd come visit us again?
Anyway, with Sin Yi's visit (which I loved!) my house got clean. Yeah! My bed got made. Yeah! And it didn't take long - just minutes actually - till Rick had the house back looking the way he liked it.
Wanna see Sin Yi? Good. 'Cuz she's very nice.
Wanna know something sad? We spent so much time at dinner ... that she never got to see my beautiful, almost-never-made-but-was-for-her bed.
My floors did need a good cleaning, though. At least that got done.
... no homes in Frisco available to us. We are not going anywhere. Well, that's what I told Rick, anyway.
I drove around and around tonight looking for a sign, any sign, that would let me know of a sale. No signs in any yards. No signs from God, either. No, Rick, no signs.
I scoured Zillow.com and Realtor.com and all I could come up with were a bunch of fancy, schmancy homes that did not say Kahle. Homes with big price tags never say KAHLE. Right now, homes with little bitty price tags say Kahle but there's none of them out there. Something about some Cowboys coming to town ... and wouldn't you know it, them Cowboys are doing well right now. That makes for even less homes that I can buy.
Rick is open to leaving Frisco. Rick will have to go alone. Kris is not leaving. Elizabeth left, but my name is not Elizabeth.
Oh, wait ... Liz lives near lots of nice shops. Maybe The Shops At Legacy does say Kahle after all...
I have a feeling I'd save more money if I'd just buy one of those fancy, schmancy houses. Yes, I have that feeling ...
Rick has decided ... and believe me, this is NOT RICK SPEAKING ... that it's time for us to move, too.
Never, no, NEVER have I ever heard these words from Rick. Usually it's me begging him to let us get a pretty new house. This time it's me saying NOOOOOO! I DON'T WANNA MOVE!!!
Well, I do ... because our current house has too much upkeep and too many creaks and moans and yes, problems. I do want out. I do know that this is NOT our final home.
But to move now? NOW? Huh uh. I just don't have it in me.
Plus, the last and final home (which I demand that this next one be) must be perfect. It must have absolutely everything that we need, want and love. It must have EVERYTHING on our very long wish list OR I'M NOT MOVING!
GOT THAT, RICK????
Know what he did? He found a house channel this morning and had me watch it. Hot On Homes. He turned it on, he pointed out the features that he'd like and he picked the cities he wants to live in.
Well, two things are gonna break us. Let me share the first one with you first.
After switching and changing and dragging and pulling and packing all of the cars and trucks that we could find ... Rick's keys turned up missing. The only reason we were able to get his car home at all was because I had his spare key on my key ring. Now normally a missing set of keys isn't all that much to concern yourself with but in this case it was. It is. Oh boy is it!
Our house key is on Rick's key ring. And not only that ... SO IS OUR ADDRESS! I don't know how I never knew this until yesterday. Due to his poor, poor memory, he's been keeping our home address AND THE KEY! on his key ring.
Cha ching! We will now be changing all of the locks out in our house. DANG IT! WE HAVE FIVE OUTSIDE DOORS!!!!
My car key is on that key ring, too. And I only have a leased car ... therefore I OWE MORE for my key! Not just the standard $5000 to get a new key ... I get to pay double because IT'S NOT MINE!
But ... wait'll you hear what's really gonna cost us the most. Yep.