It’s been awhile since I have been truly inspired to write one of my world famous Are you Serious? posts. Okay. Okay. Only world famous in my mind. Just let me have my moment please.
I didn’t want to force one of these posts because that is not what blogging is about for me, but after a conversation with my dear mother in law I knew it was time. Because after our talk all I could say was…..
ARE. YOU. SERIOUS?
I was describing to my mother in law the home that we hope to soon move in to. Keeping my fingers crossed, but that is another post. Anyway, I told her that the room you first enter from the front door has really nice hard wood floors, a fire place, a nice view of the yard, and I hope to make it a sitting room. You know, a room for the ladies to gather and relax while the men watch television in the other room and do “man stuff”.
I went on the explain how I look forward to making it really nice and decorating it in a special way.
And this is where it begins.
She says, I wouldn’t let anyone walk through that room.
Me: What do you mean?
MIL: You don’t want people walking through the house.
Me: Well, how are they suppose to get in the house? And how will I show the room?
MIL: Oh, I would keep people out of that room. Do you have a back door?
Me: Yes, but you have to go through the front yard, around to the gate and walk around through the grassy backyard?
MIL: Hmmm….what about the garage? Can you bring people through the garage?
Me to myself: WHAT the &*%?
Me: Well, I don’t think I want to do that. I want people to see the room. I can put a rug down for people to walk in, but they have to get into the house and that is the first room.
MIL: Oh no. I wouldn’t let anyone walk through that room.
Me to myself: So exactly when are people suppose to see and enjoy the room? At my wake?
Me: Not me. I’m okay with it. If I’m blessed with the house I’m showing it off.
MIL: They can enter through the back door.
Me to myself: ARE. YOU. SERIOUS?
So tell me. Would you ever bring people into your home through the grassy backyard to enter in through the backdoor? I’m listening.
Disclaimer: I absolutely love my mother in law….you know just in case she ever gets a computer and learns how to use it and stumbles upon this site.

















