Possibly the worst way to pickup a woman. Ever.

A friend of mine just told me a story last week about how she got picked up by this guy at TGI Fridays. He walked over to her table and asked if he could buy her a drink because he'd had a REALLY hard week. She, not being one who takes drinks from men of whom bear no interest, declined. He then preceded to tell her that his son had died two days ago. Of course she was horrified, especially when he worked up tears and his buddy pulled out a "memory" card with a picture. He explained that he had been practically comatose all week after the funeral. Wait uh second? Didn't he say his son had died TWO days ago? She put two and two together, resisted the urge to dump her drink all over him and bolted.

Can you believe that? How low are some guys? I would really love to meet their mothers and tell them just what kind of kid they raised (that is- if there mother didn't die TWO days ago). Makes me all the merrier knowing what kind of a man I have. Definitely not a Slimy McSlimerson like those dudes. Sheesh.

So. The it seems that y'all want to know where that house is? Well. I'd love to tell you but I'm trying to be more cautious about providing to many details to the whole freaking world (thank you internet!). The only thing I'm going to say is that its in a nice, quiet neighborhood close to downtown (yes, its in the city) and we put an offer on it last night. Wha? Yup. That's right. We, Ashlie and Joel Ewen, placed an offer on a real house not made out of cardboard or Saran wrap. Very exciting moment in our 9 months of marriage. Also a wee bit scary. Starting to think about the mortgage payment makes me sweat and then all I smell is peaches for the rest of the day (thanks freakin' peach deodorant!). The crazy part? We were approved for 100k more than what we'd purchase this home for. $100,000 more. That's like 100,000 frostys or nuggets (anyone else hate that commercial?)!! Our mortgage payment will still be twice what were paying for rent but we'll have a lot of extra cash to save for emergencies, furniture (hello bed!) and other fun things. Not like we'll be rubbing our bodies in $100 bills anytime soon but it could be worse. All in all, I think it was a wise decision. The pregnancy scare/excitement really pushed us to consider more of the "what-ifs" of a two income family.
Anywho. More about the house. The kitchen REALLY needs updating, but everything else shines. If our offer gets accepted there are only a couple things we want to work on. First, we want to completely redo the kitchen. Its only 9x9 so it shouldn't be to expensive. Anyone have any good ideas of cabinets, flooring etc.? I was thinking about just refinishing the old cabinets, but the layout is less than ideal. Secondly we're going to add a roof deck. Awesome. We'd even have an amazing view of skyline downtown and possibly a lake. Yea! And lastly, but very importantly, we plan on venting the fireplace. Apparently some moron bricked it in. Who bricks in a perfectly good gas fireplace? Grrr....
Must be patient though. Were not even sure if our (competitive) offer will be accepted. But don't fret friends, family and blogging community, you'll be the first to know. I'll leave a couple more pictures as a parting gift.

In order:

The other side of cute 17x14 master bedroom with his and her mirrored closets.

Kitchen that is in need of some TLC. New cabinets or not?

View through the dining room to the 17x17 living room with french doors (did I

mention it has the most adorable porch?). I will be stocking up on tons of potted plants and maybe a porch swing or two ;)

p.s. I swear that I'm doing all I can to become a good lil' east coaster. But? Sometimes I slip up. Like today for example. Went to the grocery store wearing a winter coat, ear muffs (don't make fun of me- they looked cool!), capri's and flip flops. I can't even begin to tell you the looks I got. I just have no sense when it comes to stuff like that. Should I blame the west coast or working at Abercrombie and Fitch? I'll let you decide....