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::Friday's Favorite 5::

2. My mom and sister stayed in town until Monday. Before they hit the road, we stopped by Kohl's since my mom had a coupon. My mom is one of the most giving people I know. I rarely ever see her buy stuff for herself. Even after all these years--graduating college, having a grown-up job, and now being a mom myself--she still bought a new pair of jeans for me. By the way, jeans are hard to shop for these days. They now have "skinny jeans"..."super skinny jeans"...and "jeggings"?? Pretty soon you'll be able to buy denim tinted spray paint...


4. We had a little family outing on Thursday to Outback to enjoy a FREE steak dinner. It was one of the million steak dinners that Outback announced they were giving out. I saw the commercial while I was bouncing Natty D around the living room (lest he scream his head off because I'm not walking him around). I immediately went to our computer and single-handedly (literally) got one of the free dinners! You could say that I'm pretty proud of myself...2 points for me! (but who's really keeping score anyway?)
5. Soooo...if you've read my post a few months back about all of the renovations we've had to do the current place we live, then you might appreciate this story more. Nothing seems to surprise me anymore about this duplex. Don't get me wrong, it's a great little place to call home. However, the previous family that lived in it definitely left their mark(s). The smells that came from the tile grout as I scrubbed them clean really put my gag reflexes to work. The multiple stickers/crayola marks that I removed from the wall had me questioning their parenting skills. The broken appliances and holes in the wall made me wonder if anger management was an issue. So, you'll forgive me if funny sounds coming from the dishwasher didn't cause me to jump to my feet and put my investigation skills to work.
Well, the other day, I decided to clean the inside of the dishwasher. As I bent down and started wiping the inside, I noticed a couple of plastic water bottle caps. "That's strange..how did these get here?" I said to myself. And incase you're wondering, no I do not wash our plastic water bottles. I know that D and I are both thrifty but even we know when too much is too much. I continued to clean and found another object..but I didn't know what it was. As I stuck my head a little further into the dishwasher...I saw a FOURTH object. I went to grab it but a hissing sound happened when I touched it. I could tell there was water inside of the object so I assumed that it was hot water. I grabbed a pair of tongs out of the drawer and made another attempt to remove the unidentified object. This is what I found:
Yes, a half-melted bottle. No, it is not one of ours.
Thank you, and good night.
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