My Beautiful Bride: I like this one. It’s on the beach. It has 4 bedrooms. It is close to Galveston.
Me: Darling, we’ve got 15 people. We need 5 bedrooms. Minimum. How bout this one over here. It’s not on the beach, but the price is right.
My Beautiful Bride: That one looks dirty.
Me: Dirty?
My Beautiful Bride: Dirty.
Me: Ok, how bout this other one? It’s on the beach on the Bolivar Peninsula. 5 bedrooms. Beautiful views. And… the price is right.
My Beautiful Bride: Boliver? Isn’t that place kinda scummy?
Me: No Darling. See the view from the google satellite program. The beach looks nice the neighborhood looks well kept. It’s a short ferry ride away from Galveston. I think you’ll like it.
My Beautiful Bride: Hmmm…
Me:
My Beautiful Bride:
My Precocious Daughter: Dad. Bolivar is not cool.
Me: Not cool?
My Precocious Daughter: Not cool.
Me:
My Precocious Daughter:
My Beautiful Bride:
My Precocious Daughter: When I get back from Thanksgiving vacation, my friends at school will ask me what I did. If I say that I spent the week at a beach house on Bolivar Peninsula, that does not sound cool. If I say that I spent the week at a beach house on Galveston, that does sounds cool. I vote for the Galveston house.
Me: Chelsea, have you even looked at these houses?
My Precocious Daughter: Nope.
Me: Ok. I guess that seals it. No Bolivar.
My Precocious Daughter:
Me:
My Beautiful Bride:
Me: Alright. I found another. It’ll be a little tight. It has 4 bedrooms and a loft. It’s on the beach, but it’s a little bit older looking than some of the other houses we’ve seen. And the price is right.
My Beautiful Bride:
Me:
My Beautiful Bride:
Me:
My Beautiful Bride:
Me: We’re renting the house that you originally selected. Aren’t we?
My Beautiful Bride: Oh yeah.
Me: Thanks for pretending that I had some input.
My Beautiful Bride: You’re welcome.
