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LB thought that they were dishcloths, meant to be used for washing dishes. Or perhaps they were hot pads. Men!
They're safe now.
Posted at 06:47 PM in Home | Permalink
But how can you reach them?
July 24, 2013 at 11:43 PM
They aren't safe unless you nailed them in place ;)
July 25, 2013 at 12:05 AM
July 25, 2013 at 12:49 AM
And a very attractive photo of the new curtains in situ as a bonus. ;)
July 25, 2013 at 05:57 AM
It does look very happy.
Irma Perlman |
July 25, 2013 at 12:21 PM
July 25, 2013 at 02:04 PM
OH, my! But if you ever have a dishcloth emergency, You Are Prepared.
July 25, 2013 at 09:02 PM
In 7th grade, I took wood shop and made a cutting board. Granted, we used soft wood, but my mother was appalled that my dad *used* the cutting board for pounding steaks. Lots of little rectangular dents were added to my work. I was not upset, but the board became Art.
July 25, 2013 at 09:22 PM
I like it.
July 26, 2013 at 11:02 AM
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