tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301586145140787353.post501593673126377338..comments2023-10-30T06:46:11.502-05:00Comments on noodleroux: Know your colors, know your fabrics.Becky Brownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08351322716749475996noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301586145140787353.post-26779057950038878142009-12-17T07:19:06.111-06:002009-12-17T07:19:06.111-06:00I remain convinced that they have a room with a bu...I remain convinced that they have a room with a bunch of crap in it, they just have the square footage to put it all behind a closed door. If I had a house like that, that's what I would do. totally. Love seeing those houses!Caronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05799102663192977025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301586145140787353.post-46368798161973296322009-12-16T13:17:15.405-06:002009-12-16T13:17:15.405-06:00I'm not sure when he invited you to look aroun...I'm not sure when he invited you to look around he meant looking in the fridge. But I'm so glad you did. Did you look in the junk drawer or in the trash can under the sink - wait I mean trash compactor disguised as a cabinet? Maybe he doesn't actually live there since there's no food. Maybe he just rents out the place now and then (like a time share sort of deal) to keep up appearances and actually lives in a trailer somewhere. You never know. Did you look under the beds too? Any dust bunnies? Tacky luggage?Tumble Fish Studiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09548274352591532536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301586145140787353.post-56899355978430943462009-12-15T15:07:23.516-06:002009-12-15T15:07:23.516-06:00Thanks for the link! And I LOVE that you looked in...Thanks for the link! And I LOVE that you looked in the fridge. :)Mary @ Giving Up On Perfecthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12879039457971511498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7301586145140787353.post-78531171491718962152009-12-15T10:39:35.266-06:002009-12-15T10:39:35.266-06:00I LOVE going to those houses for parties. I mean,...I LOVE going to those houses for parties. I mean, they'll never know I don't fit in, right? And goggling at the rich and famous is such a thrill. A couple weekends ago Greg was invited to a bday party for a buddy from school. I pulled up to a MANSION. Double-checked and then triple-checked the address. This place was MONEY. It was the right house, and I made Greg vow to not TOUCH ANYTHING. Found out later that the kid's dad is a retired NFL player. OH!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com