Wouldn't a Trip to Disneyworld Do?

So we were driving to a museum yesterday (I know, bonus parenting points!) with the whole family in the car. On the way out of the driveway, we stopped at the mailbox. When I was passing directly in front of the car, Tom took his foot off the brake and put it in park. The car lurched forward and gave my leg a little brush. The look I gave back shot daggers through the windshield.

A few moments later, Jake says, "Why don't you two get divorced?"

My heart sank, wondering whether Mom had been just a little too mean lately. Perhaps the evil glare I gave Tom when he nearly ran me over, had made him think, well, that the spark had died. Perhaps he wondered whether Dad was trying to do me in.

I mean, we've been trying to kiss and hug a bit in front of the kids, because they've asked if we "Ever Make Out," but I guess we haven't done a good job making marriage seem appealing.

Silence. Then I asked him what he meant.

He replied, "I just want us to have something new and exciting happen in our lives. You didn't have another baby, and that would have been exciting. Besides, when parents get divorced they buy you lots of stuff because they feel guilty."

Sheesh.

Potential Pitfalls of Shopping Curbside?

I don't have any new projects to show you right now, but I thought this comic strip captured the not so lovely underbelly of my favorite way to shop. I'll be sharing it with other dumpster divers and thrifters at A Soft Place to Land.

I'm sure garages are overrated anyway.

And for those of you who like before and afters, here are some of my curbside and thrift shop finds from elsewhere on this blog:

buffet

suede chair

dresser turned console

assorted dumpster dives

dining room table and chairs

dining room table and chairs

black bedside tables