There is no cure.

Today I remembered something, and I am so shocked that I haven't mentioned this in the blog because it makes me laugh so much.

While we were selling/buying our house a few months back, and going through fire and brimstone, I might add, I saw a deal that was way too good to be true.  A 4,000 square foot home for like two-hundred grand.  I knew there was something seriously wrong with that house because houses only run for those prices if they're located in the Gobi Desert, but I decided to have my realtor look into it anyway.

We got the following message back:

HEALTH HAZARD. SHOW HOME AT OWN RISK. Home was infested with mice. Most of the mice have been removed. HOWEVER there is still a concern with possible HANTAVIRUS which can be stirred up in the air or through skin contact. There is no cure.

I am just dying over that last sentence.  There is no cure.  The agent felt the responsibility to tell us that we might contract an INCURABLE disease if we so much as visit this home.  I can think of nothing worse to say about a house.  Still laughing.

The crazy end to that story is, the house had 8 offers the first day!  That is a perfect description of the housing market 3 months ago.  Complete insanity.  And now I will say a few dozen prayers of gratitude that I survived that experience and that I don't live with mice or incurable diseases.

Welcome Fall

You may remember I've tried to get these festive Oreos for 98 cents for the past two years.  Finally, after all these years we bought them.  Full price.  No regrets.

Fresh-cut flowers from the yard. :)

Nothing goes better with scones than spinach.  Nothing.

Who knew rotten garlic cloves turned into daffodils?

A picture of a human!  (A very cute human.)

Strange Happenings

 A few weird things have been happening over here lately.  Like someone has been putting random trash in our garbage.  Such as bottled water bottles.  And let me tell you, our garbage is about 5 feet from our neighbor's recycling bin, so this is pretty suspicious.  The trash culprit is also against recycling...

 

Also the bush we have in front of our electrical box out front was destroyed.  It looks like the electric people needed to do some maintenance and didn't like that we covered up their ugly electric box with a bush.  Coming from people who have a really hard time keeping plants a live as it is, this was pretty devastating.

Also I got the following text on my work cell the other day: "Thanks for all the love and support.  She is in recovery now, and the doc said it went well.  They took the right ovary (about the size of a tennis ball)."  Umm...I debated texting back and telling them they had the wrong number, but I didn't really want them to know that I know about the ovary.  Or lack thereof.  Or size thereof.  This person also wished me a happy birthday a few weeks ago.

Sometimes I like to try and come up with a way in which these happenings are all related.  But number 3 is super hard to work with and slightly gross, so then I stop.

Happy October, friends!  Here's to hoping my month gets LESS spooky.