My cheeks hurt I get such a kick out of this.
The listing states "contempo".
I really am Bob's daughter.
I often unwind looking at MLS listings, thinking about investing in real estate.
Bob didn't have instant gratification perusing from a laptop, but I think he would have LOVED it.
Anyhoo, I find it to be fabulous because sometimes I come across something like this...
and I wonder what it looks like inside? Contempo? Hmmm? Maybe it is one big box?
No...here comes that strange feeling in my cheeks, like I might laugh, but I shouldn't.
Beam me up Scotty because this is what I found!
This place is a time capsule! Love it, had to share it.
Design, some is classic and some is of a moment. I especially like that the yellow fridge and oven match the yellow sink. Whomever buys this place might want to try keeping it as a set because I think this predates avocado!
xoxo,
Bob's Daughter
This is the beginning of an adventure. Somewhere between play, curiosity, possibility, outrage and a daughter's thought of 'what if?' Last night MyLife.com popped up and asked me if I would like to reconnect with Robert Caigan. It said that I can send him an email. My father died in 1978. Let's see what happens next...
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Saturday, May 8, 2010
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