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The wages of sin are death, but by the time taxes are taken out, it’s just sort of a tired feeling. - Paula Poundstone
June 12th, 2007
Tardy Rib Eye Excuse #529: I’m sick. I get that way more often in allergy season, what with an overworked immune system and congestion that traps every virus within a one-mile radius.
It’s particularly annoying to be sick right now because the Race for the Cure is this Saturday. But I’m going to run it even if I have to bribe my way out of the ER to get there. (And by the way, if you haven’t yet donated, you still can. :-))
Mystery photo: it’s amazing what you can find in your house if you’re not careful. I honestly don’t know what this stuff is or what it’s for, but I know it’s imported from Kevinsylvania.
OK - so Martha Stewart I ain’t. This is how the other half lives. Sure, I’d love a 300-square-foot laundry room with a Victorian-era antique tub sitting prettily among my state-of-the-art washer and dryer (not that I’d have to use them myself, of course), as well as a separate two-story garden house where my herbs drip-dry peacefully in the golden sun filtering through the windows….
But I don’t want to do time for them, so I’ll settle for a utility/laundry room so small, the door misses the washer by an eighth of an inch when it opens. When the hot water in the sink is turned on and the door is closed - instant sauna. Hey, yet another function for this highly versatile room! I’m installing wood benches tomorrow!
Photo: Uppity utility/laundry/sauna room, 06/12/07 7:00 pm
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Looks like a roll of bubblewrap.