Tuesday, May 23, 2006
In need of Extreme Makeover:Home Edition
Believe me, the thought has crossed my mind. I would LOVE to get a brand new house. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not being all un-PC about this. I do know that the people who get on that show have real life struggles and trials. They have paid their dues, and then some. They DO deserve to get a new house.
But how about a show that builds new houses for those of us who are decorationally challenged? I think that sounds like a plausible reason, don't you?
Take my house, for example. I am not the best housekeeper. Never have been, never will be. I need someone to build me a George Jetson house, complete with pushbuttons and voice activated cleaning products that just zip out of the walls, do their job, and zip back in the walls.
I am also not the next Martha Stewart. My sister has more style in her little pinky than I have if I cloned myself 20 times. She comes over and looks around, saying things like "you know what would look really cute here?" or "you need a valance in that bathroom" or "have you decided on a wall color yet?" She means well, really, but when you have mini-Martha coming in and making these suggestions, when you don't even remember if you wiped your child's butt when they went to the bathroom two minutes ago, does she really THINK that I care about the decor.
But now I am getting to a point in my life where I do care. I want to get rid of this carpet. I want something new, something fresh.
So I want a new house.
I am holding open auditions next week for people to play my family.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
Ah yes... summer in my hometown