Home sweet 1968

If I had $1.2 million and a huge desire to pretend to be Carol Brady, I would buy this house in my neighborhood and pretend it's still 1968, the year it was built. 

NOTHING INSIDE HAS CHANGED. What a time capsule! The red velvety bathroom wallpaper! The gold velvety bathroom wallpaper! The bar! The curvy fireplace! The intercom! The bidet! The indoor BBQ! And is that a RECORD PLAYER built into the wall in the kitchen, of all places? They should shoot "Mad Men" here.

Every home I lived in with my parents had a built-in bar. Neither of the ones Rob and I bought had one. My folks even had a framed placemat with drink recipes for drinks like the Singapore Sling and the Pink Squirrel hanging behind one of the bars. (Says my friend Kim: "Like Sally Draper's Cheat Sheet!") Ladies and gentlemen, America's GI generation... Look, if you're going to be asked to storm Normandy/shoot down kamikazes (now a drink name...IRONY!) at Okinawa, you're going to develop a high alcohol tolerance.

My dad could make any drink in the world, and from a college job as a butcher (and, uh, a stint in the Marines during WWII) could carve up an entire cow. He would have been a good man to have around during a zombie apocalypse, it just now occurs to me.

Dad, in September 1973, looking off into the middle distance, while his youngest daughter (me) and first grandchild (Erin) are fascinated by ... something. Eggs from the chickens? I can't tell...

Miss you, dad.

Everybody in the pool!

If I were J.K. Rowling or Bill Gates, I would have a pool like this. Ooh, that poolside cabana.

Got $5 million to blow?

This is an odd feature in the (online only) Seattle PI: Droolable houses no one can afford these days (or...ever?).

The comments on this latest house crack me up. Also, not that I have five mill, but this house does not seem worth anything near that much.

Writes one commentor: "Gross! I have to drive past this monstrosity twice a day. A spec home created over a year ago by someone who thinks they know what will most certainly sell. Unfortunately, if I were spending $5 mill on a home, I would insist on something other than the 1313 Mockingbird Lane look."

If I had a million dollars...

Remember that Barenaked Ladies song, "If I had a million dollars"? Anyway, the modern glass home featured in the movie "Chloe" is one that I might just buy if I had a (couple) million dollars. The home is the true star of that film.

It's a real house in Toronto, and if I had jillions of dollars, and a ton of Windex to keep all the fingerprints off the glass, and perhaps no toddler who would completely fall down those unguarded stairs, I would love to live here.

Here's more about the house. And an interview with the architect.

And while this article oddly has no photo, I think this is the same home. If so, the owners are two doctors with teen daughters. Oh, I shoulda gone to medical school. But then again, you know what they say about people who live in glass houses...