(ahem, excuse my french... i'm just practicing for our trip to Paris... hey, a girl's gotta have a dream, right?)
Okay, so Dave and I were discussing why people leave offers on the table so often?
I mean, great offers. Like to us, they're juicy, Ruth Chris' filet mignon offers. Then we started pissing and moaning about how is it that we never get those offers? Or if we do get offers, they're Mickey D's regular old hamburger offers like getting a rebate at Staples or a free sample at Costco (gosh, those jalapeno poppers are good, aren't they)? We wondered if these people even realized how great these offers were? Then I said, I wonder what offers we have on the table that we don't realize? That got us thinking... something that gets us into trouble. After a bit of discussion, we both came to the conclusion that we aren't even sure we have a table for offers to be placed on... and that those who might give us offers, have said, "Make your own damn table, kid!"
So, on that note, here is the table we're thinking about making Farmhouse Table. Wish us luck, would ya, at least?
On a personal note, I'm rather enjoying this silly blog thing... it's quite entertaining... if only to myself.
Au revoir, mes amis!