So our birthdays are over, another year has passed, we're older and wiser ... or whatever.
BSC's birthday was celebrated at the local meat-fest restaurant, otherwise known as
Rodizio Grill, where he filled his plate with so much meat, even he couldn't finish everything. We all left the restaurant feeling as if we were going to die from overindulgence. My birthday was celebrated at my parents house with a homemade meal, then off to
Leatherby's Creamery for extra-large ice cream desserts. I don't like cake, so
Leatherby's was the perfect
substitute. When I say extra-large, I don't think you can actually imagine how big some of these desserts are. They are ginormous with extra-yummy caramel and fudge sauce poured all over the top. They have the BEST caramel sauce. I don't care what you say, your grandma's is not better, it's just not. I got lots of great stuff for my
bday: a necklace from a most perfect and beautiful friend, a spa gift certificate, money, new ceiling fans, installation of said ceiling fans and another super cute necklace.
BSC got me a gift card to
Nordstrom and some beautiful flowers:
I also mentioned that we are re-carpeting our basement as our main gift to each other. In order to do this we needed to remove the coffin from our
basement. Yes, a coffin. We have a large wooden box attached to one of the wood-paneled walls in our basement. Upon first seeing this box we assumed the top would come off and it was used for storage. But no, it is just a box attached to the wall. So naturally we assumed that the previous owners had stashed a dead body in the box. Hence the name, coffin.
BSC bravely took on the task of tearing open the coffin to see why this box was so oddly placed at the bottom of our basement stairs. Here's what we found:
A flower box. What in the world? Why would someone put a flower box at the bottom of the basement stairs? Anyone? After cleaning out the rocks and sand from the flower box we found an old coupon in the bottom that expired in 1984. Aha! That explains it. The eighty's were totally a time for great style and decorating. Rad.
So now we have another mystery to solve; how in the world do we remove this flower box?
Nathan is stumped. That, or he found our neighbor's stash of weed and smoked up while I wasn't looking. Who knows. Anyone got some
Cheetos?
7 comments:
totally retro! I'd use the planter/flower box! When you've updated everything else in the room, you can make the flower box look cool--like you meant to put it there (in some sick alice in wonderland type way). LOL.
seriously though, I'd keep it!
; )
and the stoned baby, he's pretty cute too!!
You guys have run into so weird obstacles in your house during the remodel. The flowerbox is kind of cool, it would be neat to have those chinese looking flowers in there like a Yen garden or whatever, but I'd probably get ride of it too. The good ole 80's.
Nathan is so cute, he looks like he's chillin.
You could grow some weed in the flower box. Nathan would love it and you'd definitely see more of the neighbor. Plus, it could help finance the re-carpeting of the basement, etc.
Our basement also has the vibe of those passed away. It has a small, closed off corner room with a window/chute and we affectionately refer to as "the place where they stashed the dead bodies." Actually, it's the old coal room from the original days of the house, but it's just creepy back there, and every time I walk down to switch out the laundry I expect to see a zombie emerging from the corner.
Nathan just keeps getting cuter & cuter! And he looks like he's getting so big!
Love the kitchen transformation in your last post - that's incredible. We also love the super cool info "magneted" to your fridge. We have a picture of the 4 of us in Las Vegas on our fridge. Too bad our fridge doesn't refrigerate.
Oh, well. Pictures of friends on the fridge still make it feel like home, electricity or now electricity.
that's so hardcore. your little boy smoking weed already. :)
as far as the flower box goes . . . i dunno, maybe turn it into a posh fountain entryway to the basement sort of deal . . . or maybe the old owners used the flower box to GROW WEED hidden in the basement!!
brilliant!
That is the most random thing ever. Guess that's why they covered it up.
Oh, and I never thought you'd raise a stoner kid!
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