OK, I've freed myself of the secret and now all of these posts that I've been stewing over for the last month are going to come pouring out, I'm afraid. Starting with an Abbie funny, which actually happens to be house-hunting related.
So a few days ago we were driving around just to see what a certain part of town was like. The following conversation occurred.
Abbie: "Can we just turn around and go home?"
Me: "Not yet."
Abbie: "But none of these houses are our style."
Me: "And what is our style?"
(picture Sharpay from HSM2, with proper inflection)
I'm afraid that Abbie is in for a big disappointment, we will not be buying a pink house!