A funny for you.

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The Explanation

If you are friends with me on Facebook, you may have seen my status this morning discussing drilling holes in the master bathroom's door to get it open.

No, the lock didn't accidentally get locked. The lock on that door doesn't even work.

The explanation and photos, let me show you them.

Here are the drawers in the master bath vanity. Please ignore the dust.



Notice how if any of the drawers is open, it blocks the door from swinging inward. This can be useful in the off chance you have a home invasion and need to lock yourself in the bathroom. Also notice the top drawer is where I keep the washcloths.



Now, there is a younger member of the family that rarely uses this bathroom and is not aware of the "home invasion lock" (HIL). I sent him in with a batch of fresh from the dryer washcloths to put away. After cramming them into the drawer, he couldn't get the drawer to stay closed. So he held the drawer closed while he quickly closed the bathroom door behind him. That was all fine and dandy, but when he snatched his hand away from the drawer at the last minute, the drawer popped back open. Thus engaging the HIL.

Zoinks.

There was abso-freakin-lutely no way to get that door open without doing major damage. We tried to go outside and take the storm window off of the house so someone (child-sized) could climb through, but we couldn't get the window off.

So we got the drill. With a really big bit. I figured if we could get enough room, we could shove something through the hole and push the drawer shut enough for the door to clear it.

We had to guess where the drawer was and the first holes wound up too high.

The next holes were low enough, but too far out.

Then it was too straight. I needed an angle.

Finally!!! and with a little damage to the front of the drawer, we had success.



Today, I went to the hardware store and bought some spray foam to fill the holes so we can (hopefully) spackle, sand and paint or stain the door.



Hey! Mickey Mouse!



And that, my friends, is the explanation.

Lives with kids are never boring, are they?

Confession

I like bread.

There, I said it.

I'm a breadaholic.

I rarely make bread. If I do, it is the frozen kind.

Within the next 10 days, I pledge to make some rolls from scratch.

This is going to be a challenge for me. Yeast intimidates me. NOT TOO HOT! You can kill it. NOT TOO COLD! It won't activate.

I've got a dough attachment for my KitchenAid mixer that has never been used. It will this week.

I've got a couple of recipes to choose from:

Pumpkin Knot Yeast Rolls

or


Cloverleaf Rolls

Decisions. Decisions.

Scotch on the Rocks

Scotch loves the snow and ice.

See (and hear) for yourself.

Missing my kitty

Tabby Elizabeth Cat
7/7/1991-12/21/2005

The Fallen Comrade Table

"You may have noticed the small table set for one that is off on its own - it is reserved to honour our fallen comrades in arms. This symbolizes that they are with us, here in spirit. We should never forget the brave men and women who answered our nation's call [to serve] and served the cause of freedom in a special way. We are ever mindful that the sweetness of enduring peace has always been tainted by the bitterness of personal sacrifice. We are compelled to never forget that while we enjoy our daily pleasures, there are others who have endured the agonies of pain, deprivation and death.

I would like to explain the meaning of the items on this special table.

* The table is round - to show our everlasting concern for our fallen comrades.
* The tablecloth is white - symbolizing the purity of their motives when answering the call to duty.
* The single yellow rose reminds us of the life of each of our fallen comrades, and the loved ones and friends of these comrades who keep the faith.
* The vase is tied with a red ribbon, symbol of our continued determination to remember our fallen comrades.
* A slice of lemon on the bread plate is to remind us of the bitter fate of those who will never return.
* A pinch of salt symbolizes the tears endured by the families of those who have sacrificed all.
* The glass is inverted, they cannot toast with us at this time.
* The chair is empty because they are no longer with us.

Let us remember - and never forget their sacrifice.

May they and their families ever be watched over and protected."