Ugh! Fleas! And Not on the Dogs!

This is the house Rob and I are buying. It's in Silverlake and while it needs a little TLC, (okay, a lot of TLC), we're really excited it's going to be ours.

This pic was taken during the inspection. That's my father-in-law on the left of the porch, me on the right and our real estate agent Jody sitting in the kiddy chair.


Now these pics were taken after the inspection. GROSS!!!!

Appears the crawl space is loaded with fleas and the little f*&#ers just loved me! Oh well, we have to tent for termites and the termite guy has assured us that will kill anything.

Hippy Ring May Not Be...

...such a good idea after all. It felted tighter and tighter each time Rob washed his hands and then he got a rash from it.

I've scarred a wedding ring onto his finger!

Now the ring has shrunk so much it barely fits his pinkie. Guess we'll be making a trip to the jewelry store soon to get his "real" ring fixed.

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