Knocked Up
YAY! I loved that movie.
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Knocked Up
YAY! I loved that movie.
WOOO JULIANA! VROOM!
What tipped us to looking was the male half of the couple we rent from getting sick this year, and knowing that if he got very ill (He is much better, I am happy to say), they were going to sell the place and we would be looking for yet another place to live. Both the DH and I have parents who went bankrupt and who have been renters ever since, and I swore I was not going to do that as I got older. Also, a mortgage payment stays the same--no rent increases!
You can e-me whenever. He's not in a hurry, but he misses his bike (in pieces in the garage) and I know he wants another.
Congratulations juliana!
As Mr. Jane once said, "The Church of Two Wheels does not discriminate." I do not know what it means, but felt I should pass it along.
"The Church of Two Wheels does not discriminate." I do not know what it means, but felt I should pass it along.
I feel this is much like the rugby thing, wherein if you are a rider (player), you are admitted into the brother/sisterhood with no questions. But that could be my spin on it.
Aimee, not that you asked, but FWIW, I like your second option best. Still do the 1st time homebuyer education, though. Everytime I teach a class, afterwards I constantly hear, "I had no idea!" or worse, "I wish I'd taken this before I signed a contract." Also, don't pay someone to help you fix your credit.
Thanks! I would never pay anyone to fix my credit. My friend B taught me how and I was really successful at getting it fixed and then, well...life happened and everything went to kind of crap.
I think the second option with the classes is what we'll end up doing.
I feel this is much like the rugby thing, wherein if you are a rider (player), you are admitted into the brother/sisterhood with no questions.
If you're willing to risk putting your flesh in intimate contact with the pavement, you're One of Them.
Kind of like--to use a fairly unique example--the Church of Putting on Armor. If you're willing to stand on the field and run the risk of getting a rattan sword upside the helmet, you're OK. It's very sweet to be on that side of the macho line.
I don't think another dance is ever going to replace the Cabbage Patch for comic fodder.
(Shh, I'm not really here!)
Happy anniversary, Joe and Aimee!
Woo hoo for a baby heartbeat! I am so excited for you, Stephanie!
Congratulations on the new bike! juliana's even more of a badass now.