Hello, dear friends. I hope that you had a good week. The highlight of mine was on Wednesday when I met my dear friend, Debbie, in Dallas for lunch. I just read that sentence. No, this is not the infamous Debbie who did Dallas. Whew... I'm glad we got that straightened out!
We met at the restaurant Rise. I had been there years ago on our first round in Texas. It is such a darling place and the souffles are to die for.
Hello, dear friends. Are you happy that it's Friday? It was a good week around our nest. I had a catch-up lunch with an old buddy, and I also enjoyed lunch with some new friends.
The most challenging part of going out to eat is deciding on the restaurant. We have so many wonderful ones in town. My new friends chose Hugs Cafe for lunch. It is dedicated to providing meaningful training and competitively-paid employment for adults with intellectual and developmental disabilities. It is darling, and the staff is sweet and friendly.
Hello, dear friends. Today, I casually mentioned to the Mister that I was going to title today's post "Shades of Green." Usually, when I mention something about my blog to him, he politely nods and starts his own conversation totally off-topic, almost always about cars or watches, his two favorite subjects.
But today was different. Instead of his polite nod, he suggested Green with Envy. I told him that was a fabulous idea, and it is so great that he took an interest in my blog. He politely nodded and then proceeded to recite the benefits of owning a Porsche Carrera.
Speaking of being green with envy, we did not get our dream house. The lucky seller received numerous offers, and ours was not the chosen one.
I spent Thursday licking my wounds while getting my roots done. We attempted to lift our spirits with a fabulous lunch at Capital Grille, which is an old favorite of ours.
Driving home, we received a text from our incredibly patient, fearless agent, Deborah Deviney. She told us that she called around and found a house going up for sale that was one street away from the one that we bid on. She stopped over to check it out. At that moment, the photographer was there, and the stagers were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. The house agent told Deborah that the seller was planning on putting it on the market over the weekend.
Deborah told us that it was owned by a gentleman who had another home, and he spent very little time there. She said that the house had all the bells and whistles and looked like it was brand new.
Were we interested in seeing it?
We couldn't hop in the car fast enough.
As we took our first steps into the bright Mediterranean house, the Mister and I looked at each other and tried not to act too excited.
This is it.
So, Deborah presented our offer last night.
It was accepted, and we close the first week of April.
I love happy endings.
I'm Katie. Welcome to my blog. I am an empty nester meandering through my midlife years one page at a time. We sold our antique home on the South Shore of Massachusetts in October 2020 and relocated to the Dallas suburbs and our forever home.
I love to write about books, movies, TV, celebrities, shopping, decorating, Bravo, and weekend adventures. My favorite writing material, however, is derived from my family: the Mister, my girls, #1 and #2, my favorite son-in-law, and my new little mischief-maker, thoroughly darling Millie. I love hearing from my wonderful readers.
You can contact me at: preppyemptynester@gmail.com
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