Poppy, it took the Governor to tell you that you're a Millionaire! Geez, I knew that as soon as I crossed the state line and moved into Litchfield County! Why I live only miles from the likes of Conan O'Brian and James Earl Jones, near towns who consider splitting their mandated minimum 5-acre lots down to 1-acre lots so long as they are used for affordable housing (for those non-Yankees out there, that would be a house that costs $285,000, has .23 acres of land that you don't own, but belongs to the town, but that you CAN will to your kids, BUT that you have to make under $60,000 a year to be eligible to buy since it is "AFFORDABLE" housing-you figure out that logic!!), get to pay BY THE BAG to take my trash to the dump, and if I want to be elitist, and rent a small house for my family instead of an apartment complex with no yard, no pets, etc..., can look forward to approx. $1800/month rent plus over $300/mo in electric and oil. Why I'd HAVE to be a millionaire to live here, wouldn't I (or just crazy or a fool, not sure which I am yet)! Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love the rural hills and valleys of Litchfield County, the winding roads and mountain streams, being close to family, the shore, etc..., but people around here wouldn't know "affordable" if it landed on their faces and farted out money! Poppy, swing by this weekend and we'll fire up a couple Monte Cristos over a snifter of Brandy, and laugh at the poor people, or perhaps admire the new leather on my 1930 Bentley 4-1/2 Liter...
Ciao Dahlings....
