Su Casa es Mi Casa?

Its not like I'm not happy with my house, but when you could very easily live in your friend's mansion without any member of their family noticing for a solid three to four months, you can't help but wonder...

We drove into Jackie's bi-level driveway last night, about two blocks away from Lake of the Isles. Through the garage, we pass her Cadillac, Suburban, and both of the Mercedes, and enter the old world castle. A couple bedrooms, a workshop, a kitchen, a bathroom, a 1/2 done living room, and THEN we go up to the main floor. The entire level has amazing 12 foot ceilings, hard wood floors, windows for walls that overlook downtown Minneapolis, antique telescopes, model ships, filled bookshelves with all time classics, and original paintings. The fridge and freezer put my in-door ice maker to shame, together easily bigger than my closet. A pantry filled with anything you'd want, and nothing was expired (an entirely new concept to me). Two ovens, a wine cooler, and kitchen appliances that surely have the intelligence to launch a NASA rocket ship well out of our stratosphere. Upstairs, we go into Jackie's room. Opening her closet, Louis Vutton purses fall from the shelves, and new Coach heels lay on the ground under her extensive wardrobe of designer jeans, trendy tops, and dresses I definitely saw someone wear at the Oscars. Walking into her bathroom, my feet are greeted by heated floor tiles. An early 1900's vanity with matching stool sit in the corner, and when approaching it, I find that its surface is covered with none other than Chanel make up. I felt in another world picking up the little gold pots, tubes and brushes, trying to figure out the purpose of half of it was. Her parents each have a walk in closet that Usher had on an episode of Cribs I saw once, and of course, his and her sinks. Empty bedrooms of two college-bound sisters each with equally impressive amenities, and we go up yet another flight of stairs to see a couple of offices with framed dipolmas flooding the walls, two more guest bedrooms, and an expansion room with sofas, TV, more books, and another stocked kitchen.

But hey.
My house is nice too.
We've got a tree house.