You'll notice I'm not at Home Depot, getting my screen door. Oh, did I not tell you I found a screen door I liked? One of you told me they had wooden screen doors there, just like I liked, and they were less then $200 when I looked! I was so excited, and I emailed a photo to Marvin.
"What are you bugging me about now, woman?" was his reply back. He wrote me back from his stressful summer job. Have I told you about Marvin's stressful summer job yet? He is sitting on a private LAKE all summer reading MY Kindle, waiting for poor beleaguered kids who don't actually live around said lake to show up. If they don't belong there (the kids who live there have wrist bands or money clips or something), Marvin kicks them out. That's it. That's what he does all day. Sits on a lake and kicks out the riff-raff.
So you can see how he wouldn't want to be disturbed at that hard job. Anyway, I was so excited that we could get a screen door, and I just had to hold out until today, when he said, "We can't get a screen door. Our doorway is 35-and-a-half inches and those doors are 36 inches."
I just know there is a way to put in the door. I JUST KNOW IT. But Marvin likes to ruin all my fun and make my life hell. I wish I were a huge tomboy type and knew from door-putting-in so I could say, "Nonsense. We just have to bluh-bluh-bluh the bloodey-bloo."
I know we just have to bluh bluh bluh the bloodey bloo. Marvin is keeping the truth from me.
In other news, I am also thinking of getting this rug for the dining room.
Do you know the only good part about having a full-time job and 87 outstanding freelance projects that you are committed to doing with all your free time? You have scads of money. Who knew that hard work resulted in financial reward? Why didn't anyone ever tell me this?
It's made of recycled plastic bottles and packing materials. The rug, not my hard work. So you can hose it off rather than do whatever fancy things you have to do to clean an Oriental rug in real life. I feel weird saying "Oriental." I feel like not unlike Marvin's grandmother, who used to call all Asian people "Chinamen."
Probably I'll decide to get this and Marvin will say our floors are 35-and-a-half inches.
And my final purchase today is for Faithful Reader and fine artist Mrs. Oh, who made me my nice Bee Gees picture yesterday when I asked everyone to send me photos of Henry with Barry Gibb hair. If you did not read my blog this week you are totally lost.
I mean, look at the craft that went into this photo. And 'shopping. And she even chose the characters perfectly. Of COURSE Robin would be Francis. And Winston would be easygoing Maurice.
This is why I decided that even though Mrs. Oh did not win the coveted inflatable fruitcake for being the FIRST faithful reader to send me a photo, she is winning an honorable mention gift of cupcake-frosting-flavored dental floss.
That is all I have to tell you. Oh, and Dawn in Austin is our commenter of the week. Click This Week's Special. Because I giggled all week at "cluck on a couch."