go sell crazy somewhere else: NEWS......

Well, for starters... my middle daughter is engaged!!! She's not really my middle daughter, as that would imply that I had 3 daughters, which if you've ever met my son he's far too hairy to be mistaken for a girl. So, better, I say, my middle child, who also happens to be a girl is engaged.

And we are thrilled for them. They are just about the cutest little couple. We love the fiancee, he's a great guy, loves her and quite handsome too. LOL ( I never said I wasn't shallow).

So, cha-ching daddy war bucks... here we go...money will be spent. The other night, Mark said, so we should discuss a 'budget' for this wedding. To which I said....

I HATE THAT WORD.

'Budget' ~ugh, it really should be a 4 letter word. First of all, I find it difficult to extrapolate the amount we might need, second of all, I am terrible at following one. How can you say... too bad Scarlett, you've got to be barefoot, we are 'over budget'.. I mean really....like one more pair of shoes is going to kill us?? I mean, really, you can't take it with you..can you??

Don't judge, at least I am honest.

Also, we bought a condominium in Chicago. They call it the 'penthouse' ... I call it a LONG way up there to the 3rd floor in a building with 11 foot ceilings.

Through out this whole process (it was a short sale~ dumb name for something not quick)I had the same thing running through my mind, haunting me....

'The King Tut' song... remember??? a condo made of stone-o... funky tut...

Well, maybe not.

Anyway, Scarlett and Dan are moving into it! They are excited. Why wouldn't they be? They are tripling their space, AND they have a garage space!! Now, before you think 'wow, the condo must be huge' know this... they lived in a shoe box before. Seriously, it was tiny. Like lucky neither one was fat tiny.

And, me.... I'm having Thanksgiving, it's a day and a half away, and I'm sitting here blogging...I guess I best get back to plucking that damn bird.