Cindy, last time I saw her scantily clad, it was just after I was being all excited about my "boy muscles" (iliac crest). And then I saw hers -- she's wider above the hips than at them (although her tremendous glutes mean she has quite the hip to waist ratio) and she wasn't doing any weight training then. Now that she's in a college program, she may very well be doing so. When she was privately coached, or at that tennis school in Fl, she managed to avoid it.

Her family's mad muscular, though. Her dad was on the Jamaican track team in the 72 Olympics, and one of her older sisters held most of the Aiglon (Swiss boarding school where Fergie almost sent her kids) skiing records. Until Megan showed up and took 'em off 'er.

Calli is me. I am Calli. (We even have similar jobs!)

As a single woman, I have no desire to buy a house (even if I did have $150 K just lying around, since debt is apparently anathema). I don't want to deal with a leaky roof, busted pipes, broken dishwasher, etc. And I don't want yardwork.

I don't think I'll ever buy until I have a houseboy husband.

Happy Earth Day everyone!

Happy birthday, Betsy!

And a good Passover to all who celebrate. For the second year in a row I am travelling during Passover. I have to learn not to do that.

I want a house, but I live in LA, so I really doubt I'll be able to buy anything other than an apartment all on my own.

I should probably start dating, then.

Bacon bandaids

OMG, we have to get that for Nilly.

you can rent more cheaply than you can buy. I think, over time, you cannot rent at the same standard of living, more cheaply than you can buy, without a real estate crash.

That's the funny part -- ideally, I'd buy in the neighborhood I'm in, but the prices are too high. To buy, I'll have to move to a poorer neighborhood, or be pretty lucky.

The real reason I want to buy is that there's no point in having nice furniture that's going to be scuffed up every time you move. And, I'm about at that point where I'm ready to have nice furniture. Like bookcases that don't fold, and stand up straight by themselves without any help.

Happy Days of many different kinds.

I am happy I own and no longer rent - glad I don't care if my mortgage seems stupid or sad to others.

I am brimming over with sarcasm and smart-assedness today, I should really be allowed to avoid all human contact, but instead I have a meeting in an hour.

I am dying to buy a house. But must wait until mr flea gets a job and we decide where we want to live. I want to fix my leaky roof, etc.

I think the economic side of to buy/not to buy is out of kilter for those who live in the major metropolises of the coasts right now. The market is really insanely high. In the Boston area, many people cannot now think of buying who could have done so 10 years ago. Like, say, Nutty.

Happy Earth Day!

Happy Birthday, Betsy!

Good Passover to all who celebrate!

Happy Birthday Betsy!

Happy Passover!

My parents used to constantly tell me that it made bad financial sense for me to rent rather than buy. Until I had to bail them out to the tune of $4000 for a new heating core their little fixer-upper needed. Nowadays I can't go over to visit without hearing about some new maintenance problem they had to hire someone to fix. Whereas if there's anything wrong with my apartment that a little dusting and a floor mop won't correct, I can call my landlord and all will be well the next day, free of charge. I think entropy and the stress and expense involved in dealing with it have to be factored into the rent vs. own argument.