Monday, May 11, 2009

It Exploded

My garage, that is. I set out on Saturday to just sweep it up a bit and look what happened. My husband's face was priceless when he got home late that afternoon. I think he probably was looking forward to a beer and feet up after a long day but I roped him into yet another scheme.

Anyway, we are lighter (thanks Amanda and St. Vincent de Paul) and looking less trashy. And don't worry, Josh got his beer in the end.

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