We were on our way out the door this evening, headed to the nearest internet cafe (McDonalds- hopefully by tomorrow night this cheapskate will have internet at the house. Sorry McD's. I know you hate to see us go...) and I was wondering what I could blog about. Then I had one of those you've-got-to-be-kidding me moments. My hand was still on the locked door knob when I realized that all of the keys were in the house. There are two or three spares- all of them in the junk drawer in the kitchen. And, as dilapidated as our windows are, none of them would let us in. I think we'll stick a spare key under the fake poop that's currently residing in one of Shauna's shoes.
Creativity 101.
We have ten foot sections of gas pipe that haven't found their assembled way under the house yet. Good for us.
There's also an old dryer vent hole high in the wall, directly across the laundry room from the door. Thank goodness I'm a procrastinator! Add pliers and a bungee from the pickup...
Glad I could entertain the ladies. Glad they found waiting around out in the cold and the dark amusing. Glad I could make them nearly wet their britches.
In other news: we think we've found a great little place. Up in a little hamlet in the mountains. A place to get married that is. Hawaiian clothes with snow in the background. Who said things have to be 'normal' and 'traditional' and all that rot? But it's inside- did I mention that?
All for now-
T 1&2
You are just too clever and only a little bit proud of yourself with your innovation there... too funny!
ReplyDeleteOh man, my mom and I thought this was pretty great too. Wish I could have been around to see the thought process work itself out. Brilliant!
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