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Out on the Limb

My Greedy Ways

Thursday, October 12, 2006

I thought I'd try weaving with burlap....either a basket or floor mat. I had a large piece of burlap purchased for one buck from a museum. It was maybe 20 feet long. The cloth had been part of a backdrop to an exhibit for who knows how long.

It stank. And it shed.

At first I tried rinsing the burlap out in my tub. That was a fuzzball fiasco. (sorry....I forgot to take a picture of the hideous mess.)

Today I took the smelly fabric to my son's apartment complex to use their washers. I figured I'd get the last of the loose lint and stink out of it. Wrong again. The burlap did hold together well enough for me to get it from the washer to the dryer. But then I had to clean out the lint basket every 30 to 60 seconds. I kid you not. By the time I was done....the fabric looked more like swiss cheese and was coming apart in my hands like hair off a mangy dog. Yuck. I filled an entire shopping bag with lint from the dryer. And then I threw the whole mess (lint and rotten burlap) away.

Moral of story: You get what you pay for.

The Scrabble Player

I played a game of scrabble during the wash cycle.
Once again....I got greedy.

Had it not been for three 0ff-the-wall made up words, I would have won the game.

But....noooooo.....I thought I was clever enough to take chances.

Today I also purchased ingredients for radish guacamole (my son's recipe suggestion). After spending $8 on avacados, I called to RSVP the potluck invitation. The hostess said they had more than enough food pledged (so to speak), but could I bring bottled water....? Looks like I'll be eating radish guac for the next week.

Actually, I'll just take a large portion of radish guacamole to the ever hungry offspring. Do you think being generous will counterbalance the karma of my greedy ways?
posted by Deb, 3:33 PM


"Maybe" to answer your question.

God I hate it when people do that shit to me. You've already bought something for someone or food for a party and you're asked to pitch in for someone's gift or bring a certain something else. It annoys me to no end. It's my fault for shopping in advance instead of the last friggin second like most people.
commented by Blogger Meow, 11:28 AM  

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