Dear Diary - the Smitten Kitten Blog

24th Mar, 10

Woke up yesterday morning to the sound of thundering jack hammers and bulldozers outside our house.  Looks like our new neighbour, Mr. Fancy Pants, strikes again!

Mr. Fancy Pants moved in next door late last year.  He probably should’ve just bought himself a mansion in Rosedale but instead, he bought himself an overpriced half-a-house in downtown Toronto.

After the “new hardwood floors and stainless steel appliances” haze has cleared in his head, he realized that living downtown isn’t everything he thought it would be.

The street we live on, and the reason why I love living here, are filled mostly with down-to-earth working class families, artists with student loans, and small business entrepreneurs in the creative sector (like me!).

Certainly we are not fellow stock jock home owners, with wives who wear Lululemon yoga pants and parade around their designer pups and babies.

You’d have to walk a couple blocks southwest of here to find those kinda peeps.  Over here, we roll like LL Cool J, we like to keep it real.

So Mr Fancy Pants is upset that life isn’t like an Audi commercial, and has decided to kick up a fuss to whoever would listen.  Back yard conditions, front sidewalk conditions, you name it, he’s not happy about it.

His latest complain was to the city about his water pressure.  Yup you read it right, water pressure!

Next thing you know 4 city trucks, a dozen or so workers, a jack hammer and a bulldozer starts rumbling and excavating the front of our house.  Good to see my tax dollars at work at the whim of a fuss-pot.

I couldn’t hear myself think from all the noise, so I decided it was best to leave the house.  And since I desperately needed printer ink, I thought I would drive to the far away ink shop (as oppsed to the 2 minute away ink shop) to do so, and promised myself a quick trip to my favourite way-out-in-the-boonies thrift store while I’m up there, as incentive to go.

Guess what I found at the thrift shop.  A pair of mint condition Moppet series big eyed doll prints by Eden!  MINT as in they were still wrapped in their original plastic.  Squee!  I just about peed my pants! This has to go down as the thrifting score of the century!

Plus now I can print out my shipping labels and send out my packages…

OK fine, let me just say thank you to Mr.Fancy Pants.  If it wasn’t for him and his kerfuffle, I would’ve missed out on my lovely new Edens.

Guess everything happens for a reason.  Hmph!

Categories: Random, Totally smitten with.
Tags: big eyed girls, Eden prints, Moffet series, thrifting.
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