This is the unexpected present my husband brought home to me. It's a dough cutter/bench scraper. I"ve been meaning to get one for quite a while but it's just one of those things I just never quite got around to doing. It was especially nice because it came at the end of what had started out to be not such a great day and his gift was really lovely; what was needed without him even knowing it.
This is the unexpected present my husband brought home to me. It's a dough cutter/bench scraper. I"ve been meaning to get one for quite a while but it's just one of those things I just never quite got around to doing. It was especially nice because it came at the end of what had started out to be not such a great day and his gift was really lovely; what was needed without him even knowing it.If you're asking why not real flowers? Well, besides the expense, it's because the cats eat them. We cannot leave anything plant-like, leafy, green or flowery unattended around the place or it will soon be chewed on, gnawed on, snacked on, nibbled at, licked, tasted or any other assortment of eating verbs - all of which basically leads to one or both of us throwing something at one or both cats and shouting "Hey! Not for you, D'Amato!"
(And I've suddenly realized what an absolute NERD that I am. So far in P365, I have managed to quote or reference Firefly, X-Files, Fringe, Princess Bride and now Star Trek. Oy vey...)
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