Whatever, I'm allowed to whine right now. No house for us. We did everything we could. Except sell organs to throw more cash at the thing. I was, of course, having a full-on renovation love affair with it in my head. There were so many weird signs that seemed to say it would be ours (how else do you explain Arcimboldo prints all over the house? I could go on...). Or not. We're 0/2 now, in case you're counting.Technically, we're the "back-up offer," but the consolation prize doesn't feel so great when they still get to hold a big check of ours and we still have no house.
But really, I'm not looking for sympathy. We'll figure it out. And blog-as-sympathy-device is utterly lame, anyway. I'd rather make fun of something instead. And so in the manner of Dlisted's amazing takedowns of the Food Network (see "Late Night Bacon," "English Peas," and "Dark Chocolate as a Snack"), I bring you my latest Freckled Citizen recipe: "Shot of Tequila."
Shot of Tequila
1. Pour tequila