April 26, 2013

friday. phew.

In fact, make that a double. This week has been a roller coaster. We received one low-ball offer the very first day the house was on the market, and we finally have closed the door on the possibility of making a deal with the potential buyer. Which we are totally okay with. We just want to see more people coming through the door and have some buzz going on this place. So far, everything we have heard has been good. The house is clean, well-maintained, well-priced. We just haven't seen the traffic we'd been hoping for. So, we just need to be patient and find our right buyer.
That last part is the hard-part.

Today was (in the words of Andy, the future weatherman) "lovely." So the boys and I walked to the pizzeria near our house to pick up slices to go. By the time we got home, Henry was famished. He was first to the dinner table (he didn't even wait for me to reheat the slices -- he had to eat). And he was the last man standing. Slow and steady. That's our hen.


 He was eating for so long, he decided to put his feet up while he finished his last few bites.


Speaking of bites, here are just some things I wished I had more time for this week, and will be revisiting over the weekend:



  • Do you dream of going to a secret supper party? I do. Tom, does not. Every now and then I try to convince him to attend something less threatening. Like this supper party that's also a cooking class. Maybe one day. . . 
Here's wishing you a happy weekend!



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