block party
last night my bf and I went to his cousin's town house to hang out.
all i really expected was to just kick back
and catch up, especially since his other cousin,
who just moved back from the midwest,
was going to be there.

how strange it was to find that some rich dude
on the other section of his complex
held this block party complete with...get this:
36 gallons of Baskin Robbins ice cream,
a gazillion boxes of Krispy Kreme donuts,
10 coolers full of soda, beer, water,
15 or so tall cocktail tables for folks to kick back at,
access to the pool/hot tub area of the complex,
a d.j.
AND a live band!!!!
somebody had the paper for this gig!

the nice thing was that the host opened up the party to
the entire townhouse complex.
so, the 5 of us indulged on ice cream, lolipops,
bottles of h2o and a little time on the dance floor.

no more sweat lodge
i'm surprised that i was able to last through that evening,
since me and the bf's day was consumed with
cleaning up the front yard and our hideous garage.

for months our garage walls, ceilings
and everything in between has become
infested with...no, not spiders and cobwebs...
CLOTHES LINT!
Strange, but true.
The "exhaust pipe" to our dryer was punctured
some 10 or so months ago,
so all of the heat and lint that
comes out of the dryer has turned our garage into
a little sweat lodge complete with disgusting "insulation",
which drapes over everything and looks like thick, icky cobwebs.

the sad thing was, if we had checked the stupid pipe
earlier than say, 12 months later, we would've
found that the pipe was simply dislodged from the damn dryer!
(I don't think I'm ready to be a homeowner...ever.)