We decided to put in new tile in my kitchen and dining room as another renovation surprise for Stonewall. It was...difficult, to say the least. This conversation should have been an indicator:My mom: (measuring the pantry) Three and a half feet.
Me: (writing down the measurements) What? Three and a half feet?
My mom: No. No, better make it three feet, six inches.
She's not retarded, she's just blonde.
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That's funny. My cousin and her friend were visiting once a long time ago and her friend was looking at her driver's license and said, "It says I'm 4'11", but really I'm 4'11.5", why couldn't they just have put 4'12"' Not kidding.
So Cute!
oh, so how did that renovation turn out? I do have to laugh though because that is something my daughter would say (she should be blond, smart as a whip, but that common sense thing, not happening)
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