See these buildings?
They are in our apartment complex. I ripped these pictures off of our
apartment complex website to illustrate the story of how I accidentally threw
DJ's car keys onto our neighbor's second floor balcony. We live on the third floor. Long story short, I throw like a girl.
But enough about that story, aren't these pictures great? Doesn't my apartment complex look like shangri la? I have two words for you:
False. Advertising.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate having a comfortable home to live in.
However. I've lived in these apartments for three months now. I've used the gym. I've never once seen
this going on in there:
On the other hand, I have heard of
DJ's coworkers taking chips and b..., I mean,
soda into the gym and sitting on the weight lifting bench to watch TV. Talk about luxurious living!
I haven't done any of this, either:
Although I would love to learn how to play the guitar. How is it possible that I've lived in Nashville for three months and I
still don't know how to play the guitar?! What am I doing with my life?! I guess I did learn how to make really good corn bread, so that's something...
Get a load of this couple:
I've never seen them around the complex. Hmm. Don't they look like they have a passionate relationship? Here's their dialog:
Javier: "I've been a fool, my orange blossom. Won't you forgive me?"
Natasha: "Stop it, Javier. I will never forgive you for what you've done, no matter how much cologne you wear, or if you shower me with lavish gifts and champagne."
Javier: "Your smile is a warm sunrise, your voice is like a choir of baby angels, your kneecaps are like ripe nectarines...." (he begins sniffing her hair)
Natasha: (swooning) "Oh, Javier! Ours is such a passionate relationship! Just like Julia Roberts and that Brazilian guy who looks like Robert Downey Jr. in Eat Pray Love!"
I'll be honest, I envy Natasha a little. Aside from the fact that she obviously leads a life of luxury and ease, she has a certain joie de vivre that I have been lacking of late. Here's to you, Natasha.
(Of course, I doubt Natasha has ever heard her three-year-old son yell, "Mom, you're missing my poop!" from the bathroom. Poor Natasha.)
2 comments:
Oh yes to be Natasha!!
Or to be Elise and enjoy La Joie De Toilette!!
It really does look amazing out there! Wow, you live in the lap of luxury! I don't know what you are complaining about? The pictures are so believeable!
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