Our house, is a very very very fine house

While there might indeed be two cats in the yard (we've spotted one so far, when arriving home from the movies last night), if Graham Nash were writing the song about our house the next line would be, "With an old car in the yard...."

Street front view of our house  

We think the car is a good security system.  When you see it from the street, you cannot believe there is a nice house behind it.  That's what Natalie and I thought when we saw it in June when responding to a local craigslist posting.  We took this picture in June.  The only difference is that now written in the dusty windshield is "Max is Awesome."

But the house is quite charming.  We occupy a three-room, 2 bathroom addition on the back of the house.  We also have a small studio/bungalow in the yard that we use as a family room.  The owners and their 6-year old son live in the main part of the house.  It's not so separate.  One of their rooms has a glass wall that happens to be one of our kitchen walls.  They keep the curtain drawn most of the time, but we are  sensitive to the noise we make.  We have no rugs yet.  Even our normal conversations seem booming.  Still, no complaints, yet.  This weekend we will visit Mario's family (remember, we saw Mario on the plane), who make rugs, and maybe buy some rugs there -- although it sounds like their rugs belong on the walls, not on the floor.

Here's a picture of our house.  The yellow part is the owners' living room, the glass and white part is where we live.

On today's agenda:  commission some wooden bookshelves from a carpenter's shop we passed yesterday; get Max's soccer ball pumped up; drop off kids for a play date while Natalie and I have coffee with their friend's mother; buy hot dogs for a campfire with the friends Helen made (we haven't tapped into the local culinary riches quite yet); and go to the campfire.  All in a day's work.  -Harrison