I used to have this beautiful, wintery comforter I'd gotten on sale at Target.... it was flannel on both sides; one side was pale mint green with tiny moose silhouettes and snowflakes, the other was the same but with dark forest green and a strip at the bottom that had large moose figures and snowflakes on it, with little evergreen trees beneath that. Well I thought it was gone. I couldn't find it for about two years, and I figured Dad had gotten rid of it because the cat had thrown up on it once..... I knew it could've been cleaned easily, and I swore I remembered doing so. Also, Dad denied remembering having thrown it away or anything like that. So then. Where WAS it?! I'd given up on it about a year ago and had held it against Dad ever since then.
Until last night. I opened the closet door to put some boxes away, and...there it was. My beautiful, warm, cozy moose comforter. I couldn't contain myself and ended up squeaking and hugging it. Then I ran into Dad's room with it, all out of breath and saying, "OMG. OMG!! Where was it?!?!?!!!" Apparently he had gone through the closet a little bit to make room for the box our new Christmas tree is in, and he found it at the bottom of a large box. I asked why the heck it was in there, and he said I'd told him to put it away. I don't remember ever telling him that... maybe I asked him to store it up on the shelf in the closet, but never at the bottom of a huge box where I wouldn't be able to find it for over two years!!
Anyway... I've got it back and I'm totally stoked about it. It had a bit of old cat hair and pilled dust balls on it, but nothing a good wash couldn't fix.
Haven't blogged since last month, so here's a little something for ya. I got done watching Dukes tonight, and then Dad got home from grocery shopping. As we were putting the groceries away, I had to make some room in the fridge for the new stuff and found an old Tupperware container filled with really old canned tomato sauce. It was so old it had partially solidified... So I put it by the sink to be emptied and thrown away. A few minutes later, Dad asked me, "What are you gonna do with this red slop?", and I said, "No, no, no. Not me. What are you going to do with it. You may handle the red slop, Big Red."
He glared at me as I left then kitchen. Then, I was sitting in the computer room and heard plastic bags being rattled and the water on, so I just KNEW he was emptying it. I yelled out, "Soo...how ya doin'?", and he just answered, "GREAT."
So I grabbed the camera, ran in there, and got this great shot.
