Real Estate Humor
During my Psych 101 class in college, we all had to pick a person from history and do a psych eval to present to the class. The presentation I remember most vividly was on Yosemite Sam. Yes, that Yosemite Sam. He is the angry little motor scooter who really needs to sit down with a…
There are times when the real estate gods look upon me with their benevolent eyes and grant me a gift. It does not happen often but when angels sing and the real estate gods reach down their boney hands and design a house that truly fits the epitome of WTF then I have no choice but…
Hello, my lovelies. Welcome to another month of Wednesday WTF’s. I have been procrastinating writing about the house featured in this week’s column because I just did not know what to say about this old girl. Well, let me tell you, I have found the secret to my writer’s block: muscle relaxers. Yeeesssssss, you read…
Our dog Hazelberg always leaves messes in his wake. He’s a chewer and a destructor. He gets rubber balls and rips them apart, leaving little pieces of rubber all over the house. If it’s not rubber bits, it’s fluff from his stuffed toys. It will look as though there is snow in our house when…
As we were remodeling our home in 2007, one of the funniest experiences was shopping for light fixtures. It was a complete remodel down to the studs, and we needed new everything. The Gusman was able to redesign our kitchen so we could get more space, which is wonderful. He insisted on keeping the original…
