Okay, so anyway... We were late getting to his house because we had stopped at the Eastview Mall and got a little sidetracked at Maggie Moo's ice cream.
http://www.maggiemoos.com/home/index.cfmIf you have never had Maggie Moo's it is like Cold Stone. And who doesn't like the name "Maggie Moo"? They had a flavor called Better Batter that tasted like Buttercream frosting and was sinfully deeelish. I enjoyed that flavor with coconut folded in. Lordy.
We finished our ice cream and headed to the house. The neighborhood is very nice and residential - the kind of place that looks like it should have Playskool toys in all of the front yards. It seemed very quiet and quaint, which was nice. Pulled into the driveway and immediately sawy Mitchell the Boxer standing in the front door. He was fairly large, but he has nothing on Maggie. I rang the bell and Mitchell went bonkers. Potential roomie came to the door, we did intros and Mitchell foamed at the mouth. At that point in time drool in falling from his mouth, which of course was the perfect time to start snorting and shaking his head making spit fly all over. Yum. We took the dogs out back to the fenced yard off the deck. Bonus.
The tour of the house was interesting. Susan's analysis was that he was a divorced guy trying to get his life back together. Judging by the teal green leather couches, I would guess that he does need some help. Jesus and God were everywhere. I swear there was a billboard sized picture of Jesus on one wall and crosses in each window. Under his t-shirt he was wearing a clerical collar. I don't necessarily have a huge problem with it, but it definitely took me off guard. Like a lot. I started to panic that maybe my mouth was too trashy and my sense of humor too sassy. I don't know. Over all the house is very nice and the two rooms that I would have are good sized and clean. Both have nice big closets (another big bonus) and plenty of room. After the tour we headed back out on the deck and hung with the dogs. Maggie chewed sticks and Mitchell layed in the sunshine...until I threw a stick at which point both dogs took off through the very wet yard and left large divets in the mud. Oooops! He wasn't watching and Amy and I blamed it on Mitchell. Given the mud all over Mitchell, that could very well have been the truth.
Some concerns about Maggie's shedding and mud tracking came up and he asked about keeping her confined to one area of the house. That raised some reed flags for me, since we know that I get very defensive about Mags. I am not moving in with someone so that she can have her freedom taken away. I recommended that he consider doing some research about labs on the web and think about whether he can live with one or not. We agreed that we would talk in a couple of days. We will see.
After the visit we headed back to the Eastview to to have dinner at PF Chang's. The wait was an hour to an hour and a half so we did not stick around. The good news is that I bought a SIZE 12 DRESS!!! HOLY COW! That was definitely the highlight of the weekend.
I am tired and have a long week ahead of me - again. Three days of work and then we head to Chicago for Easter and Andrew's first communion. I have no idea where Maggie is going to stay and have had no luck finding boarding for her while I am gone. Little problem.
I am going to settle in with Borat and see if I can get through it. Who knows?
PS - Potential roommate was far more attractive in his picture online. There was no attraction on my part. None. Whatsoever. Any man who paints his bathroom calf crap yellow is not sexy.
We finished our ice cream and headed to the house. The neighborhood is very nice and residential - the kind of place that looks like it should have Playskool toys in all of the front yards. It seemed very quiet and quaint, which was nice. Pulled into the driveway and immediately sawy Mitchell the Boxer standing in the front door. He was fairly large, but he has nothing on Maggie. I rang the bell and Mitchell went bonkers. Potential roomie came to the door, we did intros and Mitchell foamed at the mouth. At that point in time drool in falling from his mouth, which of course was the perfect time to start snorting and shaking his head making spit fly all over. Yum. We took the dogs out back to the fenced yard off the deck. Bonus.
The tour of the house was interesting. Susan's analysis was that he was a divorced guy trying to get his life back together. Judging by the teal green leather couches, I would guess that he does need some help. Jesus and God were everywhere. I swear there was a billboard sized picture of Jesus on one wall and crosses in each window. Under his t-shirt he was wearing a clerical collar. I don't necessarily have a huge problem with it, but it definitely took me off guard. Like a lot. I started to panic that maybe my mouth was too trashy and my sense of humor too sassy. I don't know. Over all the house is very nice and the two rooms that I would have are good sized and clean. Both have nice big closets (another big bonus) and plenty of room. After the tour we headed back out on the deck and hung with the dogs. Maggie chewed sticks and Mitchell layed in the sunshine...until I threw a stick at which point both dogs took off through the very wet yard and left large divets in the mud. Oooops! He wasn't watching and Amy and I blamed it on Mitchell. Given the mud all over Mitchell, that could very well have been the truth.
Some concerns about Maggie's shedding and mud tracking came up and he asked about keeping her confined to one area of the house. That raised some reed flags for me, since we know that I get very defensive about Mags. I am not moving in with someone so that she can have her freedom taken away. I recommended that he consider doing some research about labs on the web and think about whether he can live with one or not. We agreed that we would talk in a couple of days. We will see.
After the visit we headed back to the Eastview to to have dinner at PF Chang's. The wait was an hour to an hour and a half so we did not stick around. The good news is that I bought a SIZE 12 DRESS!!! HOLY COW! That was definitely the highlight of the weekend.
I am tired and have a long week ahead of me - again. Three days of work and then we head to Chicago for Easter and Andrew's first communion. I have no idea where Maggie is going to stay and have had no luck finding boarding for her while I am gone. Little problem.
I am going to settle in with Borat and see if I can get through it. Who knows?
PS - Potential roommate was far more attractive in his picture online. There was no attraction on my part. None. Whatsoever. Any man who paints his bathroom calf crap yellow is not sexy.
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