We looked at one more house on Saturday. It was our 6th day of walking into other people's houses, poking around, and wondering at their carpet or paint choices. Seriously. I'm no home decorating guru by a stretch, but how does peachy orange walls through an ENTIRE house strike you as a good idea?
So after seeing that last house we took the rest of the weekend off. It was glorious. We wore our green on Saturday, and found a pretty nice parade nearby!
After the parade and a quick lunch, Brian indulged me in a little trip to a trading post/antique store right on Rt. 66. Living near Rt. 66 seems to mean living near a billion antique/thrift/trading posts. I'm not complaining. Rowan was not either, since she was further immersed in dead animals. Which she apparently loves. Don't look at me, I'm the vegetarian!