So we have named our new home Tin Roof Rusted Ranch. It's a long and very "us" story.
When my hubby and I first moved in together, we did the ceremonial combining of our lives. We are VERY different people. About as opposite as they come. He rides motorcycles, four wheelers, and snowmobiles, and listens to hard classic rock. I play the violin and love art and literature.
But you know what they say.... OPPOSITES ATTRACT.
But as opposite as we are, when we combined our music libraries, there was one CD we both had. That's right. Among his ACDC and Metallica, there was one little CD. And that CD's twin was hidden among my Mozart, and Mannheim Steamroller and James Taylor.
The B52's Cosmic Thing.
Seriously.
How we both had that CD, I have no idea. But 25 years later, we still giggle about it.
When we bought the new place, our new homestead, we knew we wanted to name it. When we went out west a couple years ago we loved reading all of the names on the ranch. So we needed a name. And nothing seemed right.
And then one day he texted me.
"tin roof rusted ranch"
I replied "YES" and the rest is history.
We are loving the place, all of the great things to come. The story has just begun.
Much love from #tinroofrustedranch
stay tuned!
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