All In The Family...

"Didn't need no welfare state.... everybody pulled their weight... girls were girls and men were men..."

I love "All in the Family," even with all of its political incorrect-ness  (yes I realize this isn't a word but lets say it is today... I'm tired). I guess the sound of it in the background takes me back to childhood evenings spent with my grandmother. We would watch All in the Family and she just loved Johnny Carson! "Herrrrre's Johhny!!" I'm not quoting "The Shining."Eww. 

All in the Family is what I'm listening to as I write this blog.

Today was a long day with nothing accomplished. It was incredibly HOT as we drove around "getting to know our city" and looking for spaces for our future business. We were able to see quite a few options today, but until the Dallas home is sold (the tree-house issue), we have no business putting ourselves into a financial bind. I suppose this is where patience is a virtue? We're feeling a bit of a sense of urgency due to the positive response we're getting thus far from the community, but we want to do this right. I will try to maintain patience AND stay positive. Nothing wrong with a little bit of liquid reinforcement, right? 

We celebrated the girl's 17th birthday yesterday with a trip to the orthodontist. Then she wanted to go to Sprinkles Cupcakes and The Olive Garden. We love Sprinkles, but I'm ready for a new "sweet treat" place (not that I really need one). We always have to go to the Olive Garden after orthodontist visits for the chicken g'noche soup.  It's easy for her to eat and she loves it. I love the salad... simple and not too bad? Okay, I know it's bad. 

With the girl's birthday being over, the children have officially been turned over to their father for the month of July. This gives the wife and I a month of dieting and quality time together, but umm, this is how she spent our time during our short lunch stop today...

This is the wife's iPhone set up on the table. She has it positioned just so, in order not to miss a thing on the screen. What is she watching, you may wonder? The dogs... our dogs as they sleep in the utility room while we sit, sweltering in a greasy fast food restaurant, eating fried little balls of fat, and waiting for our next broker appointment. I'm not sure about you, but I think this abnormal obsession will not bode well for potential vacations... she's losing it.