Ever move into a new house and find the previous owner's junk? I remember one house we moved into (when I was a child) where the owners left behind shoes and a belt. And lots of dirt.
The other night Dr. Daddy was reaching far back into a cupboard to get a particular glass. All of a sudden we heard the ominous sound of breaking glass. Nothing immediately appeared broken. So he started taking things out of the cupboard and discovered that for some odd reason, that cupboard and the one perpendicular to it were joined in an inaccessible sort of way so that things could go between them, but getting them out was rather challenging. Finally he found the source of the sound- a glass did indeed break. Because a bottle of Jack Daniel's whiskey fell onto it. We were imagining the previous owner cursing his roommate for finishing up his bottle of JD when really it just disappeared into the cupboard's abyss. And then we threw it in the trash. Too bad we didn't find something really good.
**and no, the baby still hasn't come!
1 comment:
strange . . .
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