In the eighties, I was a little kid who put together model buildings out of notebook paper and Scotch tape and spent days on end playing Monopoly with my best friend. And, really, what I've done over the last decade is pretty much the same thing. I began buying, renovating, and renting dozens of properties during Architecture school, where I mostly learned how to stay awake for six days straight while narrowly escaping dismemberment by Exacto knife.
Today I'm married with four dogs, way too many houses, and a boatload of projects along the coasts of North and South Florida. We recently wrapped up renovations to our place around the corner and moved a few blocks away to begin work on a three story lake house built in 1928 . Oh, and also?
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OH I LOVE HIM!! i have the same problem with the pug, yet i try and say NO all the time, he never listens.
They're monsters with cute faces.
OMG...I get it now.
Hehe. Cute.
Cutie! Frances had the same toy (giraffe version) and destroyed it in less than 45 minutes. Cute, but naughty :)
The question never crossed my mind. I have a crush on that slobbery mess.
The monkey on the head gets me every time.
He is quite the charmer :)
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