Tuesday, January 08, 2008

What is that smell coming from my basement?

There are times when I see those little sayings such as

"When life hands you lemons, make lemonade!"


"When life gives you scraps, make quilts!"

OK, let's get real. Last weekend, I cleaned my basement out. Literally threw out a ton of stuff. While this might sound like a healthy thing to do, the fact that the stuff I threw out was soaked in sewage kind of made it well, not really my choice so much as my job.

And after cleaning up the mess and paying $649 for the pleasure of being able to use my pipes again (for at least two years! It's guaranteed!), my daughter brings me the cozy pj pants that I knitted a year or so ago. The ones that took about $70 in yarn and that I could have lived and died in.

Yes. They had gotten put in the regular wash and were now beautifully felted.

And I won't be knitting a new pair now, will I?

OK. I'm done.

Gimme that fuckin lemonade and no one gets hurt!


feistyMNgirl said...

holy YUCK! sorry to hear about your basement....that really stinks (literally and figuratively). what neighborhood are you in?

Debbie said...

I am a dweller in the land of prohibition.

Also known as Lakeside!