I'm going to a paint-your-own-pottery place to make a wedding gift
Not at all. Every couple of years I do handmade pottery and sometimes glass mosaics for family and everyone loves them. It really impresses them that you did it yourself (more or less.)
We just received our damage deposit back from former landlords. They kept $75 dollars for a cigarette burn on the countertop that we did not do. We don't smoke and it was there the day we move in. I guess it's our fault for not making them aware of the damage as soon as we moved in.
Yeah, I was so relieved that Tom made his landlord sign off on all the damage in the apartment when he moved in, because there was a lot. When the current landlord (the original landlord's daughter)saw the damage to the hardwoods when we were moving out I could see the gleam in her eye and I brought all that to her attention tout suite.
Sucks that you got screwed on it though- I bet they dinged the previous tenant too and never got it fixed.
Any advice on making him realize that "No, Dylan, dangerous!" is not a game?
I suppose you want to stay away from my sister's method of actually touching the hot burner. She didn't do it again, though. (I can't say anything. I once got my tongue stuck to an ice cube tray. I haven't made the mistake of putting my tongue on any cold metal since.)
Sweet Jesus, why isn't it Friday?
For some of us, it is.
That's not helping, is it?
Nice nape.
::impatiently awaiting Erin pix::
Friends, our vw is glowing with the force of 10,000 radioactive suns. However, we did NOT talk about the Boy at ALL. Nuh-uh. We talked about politics, the economy, quantum theory, and, ummm... candy. And NPR! Yes.
The boy listens to NPR in the car.
Oh, wait. We didn't talk about the boy. That's right.
Nora is lovely, as always!
Steph, definitely call the doctor. That's ridiculous.
So what's his stand on carrots?
Let me ask him...
(actually nevermind. He's not on. I thought he jumped on AIM.)