i used to dream of living in a tree house. it would have a secret entrance, a rope swing, a lookout -- you know, the works. my bedroom would be underground (hobbit-style) accessed only by an elevator hidden inside the trunk of the tree. the cozy earthen walled bedroom would have two canopy beds: one pink and frilly, and the other mint green. the mint green would be mine, and the pink for unexpected sleepovers. i saw both of these frothy wonders in the jc penny catalog and spent hours with that lug of a thing on my knees, envying.
now with the real estate market (do people who write "the real estate market" dream of canopy beds?), i dream of a mobile home. yes, a double wide manufactured siding covered mass produced thing where i can lay my head. i've found the perfect one. [click here for a peek.]
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if you really dream of living in a mobile home, you are already 90% of the way to living in logandale! ha!
i used to drool over the canopy beds in the jcpenny's catalog too. and the lighted makeup play mirror--i'm trying to remember if it came with a doll head to style the hair and put makeup on?! scary!
i see there's a "retreat" room in that double wide. where do i get one of those? hey and four bedrooms is pretty much excessive luxury, right? all i dream of now in a house is not sharing walls with anybody other than my family.
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