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Can I tell you about my day yesterday?
It was not fabulous.
My keys were missing. I don’t lose stuff. Not stuff like keys, anyway. I moved furniture. I took off cushions. I climbed under stuff. I moved the piano. And the stove. And the fridge. I was desperate.
It was getting late and I needed to get to the post office. I decided to just take the spare van key and go. At that very moment, Bennett did something evil to the deadbolt. I’m not sure how or what, but the end result was that we were all locked out of the house.
Did I mention he was wearing Santa pajamas and no shoes?
I braved the post office anyway. Then I got one of these:
Gotta do something to pass the time, right?
Once BC was off work and we could get back in the house, we decided to tackle the deadbolt sitch. Have you ever tried to remove a deadbolt with the lock stuck out and the door locked shut? It ain’t pretty. I’m going to save you all a few swears and tell you that this little doohickey right here will retract it…if you can move it. You might have to use a screwdriver and some sailor talk, but you’ll get there eventually.
And now my door looks like this, so that’s awesome. And not at all redneck, right?
Did I mention that all 4 exterior doors have the same keys for both locks? That means we either deal with multiple keys, or we buy 8 new locks. Delightful any way you look at it, really.
We then resumed the key hunt. I opened a drawer I had already gone through twice, including holding it upside down and shaking, and I saw this:
WHAT THE CRAP?
Who’s messing with me???
My money’s on this one:
You can’t trust a guy with shatter painted finger nails.