1846 Lemoyne

Yes, it is true that Dave and I took the rather large step into adulthood by putting in an offer on a house this weekend. We even did a little adulthood dance in its honor. And I should note that the street is pronounced Leemoin kind of like Des Moines. I was saying it more like lemone and Dave informed me that its not French, actually far from it. And thankfully its not just Lemon, even though it does look a bit like one. It's yellow and it is in need of some good elbow grease. We are only more intrigued by the challenge. Anyhow, Dave and I are quite partial to lemons, especially lemonade.

1 comment:

topomodesto said...

holy guacamole!
(from vienna)