Pita, as in bread

This morning we took a stroll around the hood, admiring all the kooky homes and getting inspired for a million things to do to ours.

A Meiselman home around the corner was open for inspection so we popped in to kick its tyres. I'm so glad we did, because not only did our eyes pop out of our heads at the FOUR Shags the owners have on their walls, but we also got to meet the original cheesy real estate agent, a certain Mr Richard Chamberlin (not the Thorn Birds One)

RC: "welcome, I'm Richard Chamberlin"
PAR: "I'm Peter"
RC: "Pita ???? - as in Pita Bread?"
PAR: "No - PETER, as in Brady"
RC: silence

Later RC says "take my card" - It is a DVD!! "That's quite impressive" I say. "I did put some effort in" he says. Yes he did. My dream was that you would put the DVd in and a picture of a business card would come up, but nooooooo - when we finally did put the DVD in, we learned ALL ABOUT RC, including his wedding pictures!!!!!!

Grant and Peter had a fight about who would get to throw RC's DVD in the bin.

Our delightful stroll lasted about ten more minutes until I had to admit my new shoes were actually making my feet bleed. My darling boyfriend left PAR and I on the street corner like a couple of frizzy haired whores, and ran back to get the car and some comfy shoes, bless him.

Clearly the next step was to head to Koffi. PAR is such a local now he knows how to order a 12 ounce medium blend latte for Peter (or pita)

Grant and i shared a cookie bigger than my head.

As Grant had been such an excellent boyfriend we headed downtown to the exotic car yard to look at vintage cars for a while. Some of those cars from the 50's are bee-yoo-dee-full.

We headed home for a quick costume change before heading to the Indian Casino for a bit of gambling and buffet action. Peter's eyes nearly blew out of his skull when he saw all the sugar free desserts at the buffet. It's a diabetics DREAM buffet.

After a post buffet pants loosening we decided to hit the machines - specifically my favourite machine Dean Martin's Swingin' Party. PAR and i kept insisting on cashing out after winning a dollar. Grant finds that annoying for some reason!

After Dean stole all our money we retired to the glamour pad to pack our little bags because we are one sleep away from our ROAD TRIP!!!!!!!