Tuesday, October 4, 2011

This isn't Kansas, anymore, Toto. Or how we got here.

The Short Version:  1977, my then future wife and her soon-to-be first husband are touristing around Mexico.  They stopped in San Miguel de Allende.  For my wife-to-be (after marrying and then leaving said first) it was a literal "love at first sight."  Over the years, she and he, then they (family and children), came for visits.  Then she bought some land in SMA with $$$ from and inheritance.  And then, in 1991, she met me.
And the me she met didn't seem like an SMA guy, so she sold the land.  And then we came to SMA.  It, high on the high plateau, the alto plano, seemed to me, a California coastal dweller, too far from seas, East and West; being, thusly, midway in-between the two.  But SMA has charm, to which millions attest.  And I became one.  And we found some land, just safely away from city noise, but close enough to go and play.
And we came and built and lived, and loved our home.  And love it still.  And still, California, beckons again.  And we put on the Red Slippers of Real Estate Sales.  And from our website, we click.
Click Here----->>>>   Ruby Red Slipper Heels  Once is enough (three times takes you to Kansas and Aunty Em).

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