Tag Archives: Travel

You may not believe it- but I’m outta’ here, for a few weeks.I know. I know. You’re heartbroken.There will be exotic international locations involved, great food, and friends, a bottle, or two (or truck-load) of wine, and many jet planes seats to smash myself into.And when I return it will be Christmas, and all THAT […]

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The other weekend, Ben and I headed out for a day of fun in the sun with a cocktail, fine dining and music. Just another day…(SITTIN’ ON) THE DOCK OF THE BAY– THIS IS NOT the song written by Otis Redding and Steve Cropper, which is here.Sittin’ in the mornin’ sunI’ll be fried when the […]

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One of the wonderful perks of being me is that I have many places to escape to- like the beach.I’m off for a week to enjoy sugar white sand, warm waters, and no tourists.Stop back in a week to see how it all surfed out. Now, I’m off to hang-ten. Tweet

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When I was fresh out of college, I couldn’t wait to get my first apartment.FREEDOM. SEX. FREEDOM.I had already acquired many pieces of furniture and art and sets of dishes all lovingly wrapped and waiting for me in my parent’s garage- like Christmas on steroids, except I had gotten these things for myself because Santa […]

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  • House Crazy Sarah - yes, times have changed! Wow – on your first place and Wow on your daughter’s place!!!ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - Oh, that’s suffering! Your poor daughter.

    My new place is a good location… though the downstairs neighbours do smoke pot.ReplyCancel

  • Winnie - Yes, but think of all the city “charm” you had. I am in the city, and remember my first place at age 21. I was the oldest of 6, and so did it on my own. Mismatched everything, but really, I was happy and I think it prepared me to be self sufficient. Come to think about it, maybe I should come back as your daughter. Loving her kitchen, oh my!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I just shake my head —– I guess this is what a REALLY good education and high skills gets you. And fabulous parents, of course.ReplyCancel

  • Barbara Torris - Oh my goodness…isn’t that just gorgeous. I think your princess is doing JUST fine.

    My children, like yours, started out ahead of where I was when they got their first apartment. I wanted their life for a while. It is really a lot of fun to watch them start out in the world. I know you must love it…living in a responsible environment…I didn’t even know what an “environment” was until I was 40!

    Be well Cheryl!
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    • A Pleasant House - Well, aren’t you spot on in every way! I guess the American Dream is still alive! Do better then your parents, and all that. We’re so happy for her.ReplyCancel

  • Ida Chiavaro - Definitely has a a lot more to do with her fabulous parents than the freedom/sex driven choices of our youth. I remember my second rental had an outdoor dunny, opposite a train track in an industrial section of the city. We could see the sky through the ceiling in the hallway, no neighbours on the weekend (that could complain about the smell of anything), bullet holes and lots of wild cats. I loved every second of it (and only when it was really cold at night did I pee in the bathtub.)ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - SO great Ida. ANd I’m glad the bathtub was only used in cold weather. Haahahaaa. We did have us some adventures didn’t we? Train tracks. Bullet holes. Gang fights. Boys. What a time! Thanks for stopping by- nice to see you.ReplyCancel

  • Rich Rumple - I remember my first apartment. I was completely unaware that there were train tracks only 25 feet behind it. Each night, at 2 a.m., a train would come through blowing its whistle in warning for the crossing ahead. Between the vibrations and the noise, I awoke thinking World War III has broke out! After a week, I never noticed it. I also remember my girlfriend coming over and finding that I had left dishes and pans soaking for over a week in the sink. I guess it was the smell that first gave her a hint. Brave girl, she was. She reached right down to the drain plug through the slimy mess and pulled it right out! She was a keeper that I lost, four times, before finally losing her forever. I still think of her. Great job!ReplyCancel

A few weeks ago I was visiting my friend Bonnie, at her mountain house in Cashiers, NC.Her husband was there too. And mine. Whatever.Bonnie is a clever wench who knows that I have a hard time sitting still and like to s-o-c-i-a-l-i-z-e, so she volunteered us to work at a regional Designer Showcase Home on […]

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  • Krisztina Williams - Wow! What a beautiful place.ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - An outdoor bedroom?

    I do like that view!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - And it was PLUSH! Tucked into a corner on a large side porch. I guess the bed drapes are for privacy- from the bears.ReplyCancel

  • bethteliho - that’s INSANE! Cool! Tack room off the bedroom….hmmm….ReplyCancel

  • Cary - I want that house (except for the outdoor bedroom….you know, bears and all)!ReplyCancel

  • enchantedseashells.com - Swanky. I have a fear of golf carts. You are a brave girl!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - If I could drive a golf cart across country I would. Just my speed. I’ll come over and pick you up- we’ll go to the mall for some shoppin’. HahaaaaReplyCancel

  • Art and Sand - I love the cottage and I guess I need to buy some rosemary for my dining room table.ReplyCancel

  • Sue - That is my silly heart dream; to win the lottery and have a golf cart to putz around in upon my property; mountain views optional. Love, love the whole tour. You and your friend are interesting people with intriguing connections.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Ben and I had a property once that had enough acreage to ride around on. My son, Chase, gifted me with a golf cart which he had painted yellow to match the house! We sold it with the property. Easy come. Easy go.ReplyCancel

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