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Day Nine: Happy Birthday, Mom

For some reason, I always end up on an impromptu road trip with my mother on her birthday. This time, she roped me into looking for real estate with her in North Carolina and Tennessee.

I don't want to paint an entire region with too broad of a brush here, but today I saw three toilets sitting outside of house trailers, which is three more toilets than I have ever seen sitting outside of any type of housing prior to this point in my life. One of these toilets was sitting outside a double wide trailer that was several hundred feet from a hundred thousand dollar piece of property and a two-hundred and fifty thousand dollar home. This might be the WASP in me talking, but I just don't want to look out the window of my quarter million dollar home and see a commode.

In all fairness, the area in general is quite pretty and most of the houses don't have outdoor porcelain thrones. I fear, though, that it's all lost on me. My mother keeps asking me whether I thought property A was better than property B or did I happen to think property C was prettier? And I general reply with, Well, they all have trees. And I like how the sky is up above and the ground is down below. And there's no toilets on any of them. Can we just decide and go take a nap at the hotel, please?

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Thats not true. Remember how my parents had a toilet on their back porch for like 6 months? =D

you are one sick little puppy ... maybe that is why i like you! ;-)

great story teller. cheers..
(ps typo And I generalY)

You need to come back in the summer...that way you can see that the toilets are really flower gardens...you need to get the full effect to appreciate it. Flowers growing out of the toilet, the virgin mary statue in a upright tub cut in half and a childs sandbox made out of an old car tire that has been spray painted with bright cousin attracting colors....

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