Thus, we have a lot of work to do. Note I say we, as I'm claiming this joint as MY weekend home as well. I'll just refuse to leave.
90% of ownership is possession.
With Leubitz in the city on business, Devine and I toured Bodega Bay, Bodega, Occidental and Freestone because I had to see every possible location Alfred Hitchcock may have used in his masterpiece, The Birds. I managed to buy every piece of The Birds crap I could get my hands on, including socks but excluding the $150 autographed Tippi Hedren photograph. Brian is a very patient partner is tourism.
"Brian! Oh my God!"
"Do you want to go into that store?"
Yes. I want to go in EVERY store.
We're back at the house, a chicken's in the oven, the board games are pulled out and the ocean is surprisingly deafening. Even though there are no rugs yet, it's all suddenly very cozy and Leubitz has just discovered Harry Potter 1 is on the flatscreen that still rests on the ground. I am in nerdy, sweatpants heaven on a Saturday night and I am looking forward to crawling into my very own guest bed after a obligatory viewing of The Birds.
Again, Brian is a very patient host.
For my next trip, does anyone know where they filmed Psycho? I'd like to stay in Room Number 1 at the Bates Motel...