Open, Open, Open

Now you're all thinking of that old Mervyn's commercial, aren't you? Heh, heh.

This post does have a purpose, besides taking a trip down TV-land memory lane.

We are having an open house tomorrow, because our house is still on the market. I realize that an open house is not likely to get us a buyer. But, as our realtor pointed out, it couldn't hurt. He also suggested burying a statue of St. Joseph, the Patron Saint of real estate, in our yard. Also couldn't hurt. Now if I could just figure out where to buy something of that nature locally (instead of the Long Island Catholic supply store....LI is a bit far). If only I was in Italy, I'm sure I could buy a cheapo statue of Joe from a street venture selling that kitschy crap to tourists. But in Houston? Where?

In light of all this, today is cleaning day, and Bubba is edging the yard now that we finally got a new edge blade for the edger we borrowed from our neighbor. Gotta dust and vacuum and clean bathrooms and the kitchen and just make sure everything is just perfect. Anyone have any good tips for staging? Should I bake some cookies? Have fresh flowers all over the house? Bribe people with fruit? Bubba thinks we should do nothing, as no one is likely to show up anyway, but I'm trying to be optimistic about it.

Send us some positive vibes, people!