I'm hoping in the next couple weeks I'll be able to tell you guys about some fun new projects I'm working on (podcast, anyone?) and that James and I have found a house we can both agree on (HOAs are for whatever reason gun-shy about me putting a whole-hog barbecue pit / smokehouse in our backyard). In the meantime, play along from home with our house hunt drinking game!

Ready? Set...

Anytime I say the whole kitchen needs to be gutted and renovated, drink.

Anytime James panics because every single surface in the house is not 100% level, drink.

Anytime I complain about being able to touch the back fence and the back door at the same time because the lot is .11 acres, drink.

Anytime James wants to buy a house simply because it has vaulted ceilings, drink.

Anytime I want to buy a house simply because it has a sunroom, drink.

Anytime either of us use the word "McMansion," drink.

Anytime James vetoes a neighborhood because one of the neighbors has dandelions on his lawn, waterfall for a 5-count.

​Anytime we both agree that we love the house, but there's nowhere to put my parents, waterfall for a 5-count.

Anytime we both agree that we love the house AND there's a place for my parents BUT there's a Civil War graveyard on or abutting the property, finish your drink.

What have you fine folks been up to this long, pollen-laden month?

-MMV.