Pass me the breadsticks.

Went house hunting with a friend. The agent showed us a really great house. When the agent asked my friend what she thought of the house, she replied, "Can't see me in THAT fabulous of a house." Halfway through the day, hungry and a bit tired, we stopped for lunch. We spotted an attractive man -- sitting alone -- at the next table. When he flirted with her, my input for her was to flirt back. She leaned over to me and whispered,  "Can't see me with someone THAT handsome." Wondering what was going on, it came down to this. Even though my friend doesn't like where she lives, where she works, or, who she dates, she just can't seem -- to see herself -- doing any better. Life Is Fabulous!