Kitchen's Closed
Ever since I discovered a spider the size of my minivan floating like a dead LOBSTER in my dishpan , the basement cooking center has been officially closed.
When David insisted that I was being a rather large fool for not sharing a meal down in the Dungeon of Despair that he had so lovingly prepared, I told him something to the effect of SEE YA SUCKA and ran upstairs, flab a' flailing.
When David insisted that I was being a rather large fool for not sharing a meal down in the Dungeon of Despair that he had so lovingly prepared, I told him something to the effect of SEE YA SUCKA and ran upstairs, flab a' flailing.Unfortunately, the basement is where the food is. But! No More! I am going to grab my children (one of whom had a slumber party with friends last night as part of Birthday Bender 2007) and head off the the store where food will be purchased to stock New Kitchen. That's right folks, you heard it here, New Kitchen is ready for business. If you don't count the fact that the entire contents of Old Kitchen have not yet been located to cook with. But! We have a stove! a sink! paper plates! A dishwasher that is totally not connected!
I say this calls for a rather large pot of homemade soup wouldn't you?
posted by Kirsten at
9:08 AM
4 Comments:
Holy crap! That is one HUGE friggin' spider!
On another note, I'm finding it hysterical that my "word verification" is orafgkue.
It's entirely possible that I would never go downstairs again. Why are spiders so terrifying? I'm not afraid of much else. Hmmm.
ho.lee.shitttttt.
I could barely read the rest of your post because I was keeping an eye on the photo of that monster.
But hey! Congratulations on the finished (enough) kitchen! Enjoy.
frick, that spider could BE dinner. and um...holy shit! stephanie said shit! to dine with spiders or to dine on spiders? that is the question.
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