Two more wins.
I had never watched HGTV until a recent trip to Lexington, Kentucky. After a weekend with my friends Vikki and Ella, I was hooked, and now HGTV is the official background noise in my apartment.
Sorry, Food Network. You’ve been replaced.
A realtor and a home designer vie to fix the problems of a homeowner.
The realtor looks for a suitable new purchase. The home designer rehabs the current house on a set budget. At the end of the program, the homeowners to have decide to “love it or list it.”
Way too often the owners keep the current house even though the designer wasn’t able to fix their problems, and the realtor found a home that met all their list of must-haves.
Why can’t people leave their trouble-filled homes? Is it inertia? Nostalgia for four walls with a roof?
I just don’t get it.
I have lived in nine different places since I moved out on my own, three of which I have owned, and I never shed a tear when I moved on to the next one…especially if the new place better met my needs.
Am I heartless? Hopeless?
List it, baby, list it.
Halloween is only five days away.
Better have your candy ready…
‘Cause I’m pretty sure she wants some.
One of my Twitter buddies mentioned today that, as a kid, he wanted to make a career out of creating the images below.
They’re Spirograph, which was one of my favorite toys as a kid. (If you haven’t heard of it, well, you’re probably not a Boomer.)
They were all handmade.
Wonder what became of our Spirograph?
Egg siblings — any ideas?
The more you know…
Did you know NBC has been producing those cheesy PSAs for 25 years?
I think they are some of the more cringe-worthy moments in television writing history, and I only have to watch them. The poor celebrities have to try and sell the stuff. But the network keeps cranking it out to meet their public service commitment to the local community.
Now, I’m not saying the ideas behind the messages aren’t good. But there has to be a more creative way to do it. Music videos. Demonstrations. Puppets. You name it.
I think the celebrity spokespersons and the audiences would appreciate it (and actually listen to the darn things for a change).
Someone has to know that.
I’ve never met Jackson, but Canadian photographer Peter Thorne has captured the depth and beauty of this old canine soul.
If you’ve had the privilege to share your home with a senior dog, you know what I’m talking about. Their love is constant and unconditional and patient, with very few grumbles considering their declining health.
Thorne is putting together a collection of photos of older dogs called “Old Faithful” that he hopes to show at a gallery or assemble into a book.
If you’d like to learn more about his project that celebrates my favorite senior citizens, visit his Facebook page.
Rory and I are huge fans.
After being dumped, Tan Shen from Chengdu, China spent a week in her local Kentucky Fried Chicken.
She initially wanted some chicken wings and a quiet place to think. But then she ended up staying day after day in the 24-hour-a-day restaurant, which attracted media attention.
She eventually lost her taste for chicken, quit her job and went to visit her parents. I’m sure she realized her mistake….
Taco Bell would have been so much better.