Martha Stewart Flowers

I am the first to admit that there are many things in life than me, for want of a more apt description, suck.

Having already visited this issue in several previous blogs, I will not rehash the endless stories of my list of skills in which I desperately need a little extra "tuition".

However, the latest incident is probably worthy of a mention here.

Date / Time: Sunday, 22/06/2008 -10:16 am

Place: My laundry room

Mission: To successfully install a new washer and dryer.

Now to be fair ..... Unlike Tom Cruise .... I didn't have a small micro-camera recording to give me explicit instructions on how to complete this mission.

Did not I be Jamie Durie or Tim Allen in hand to guide me through the basic steps (Although Martha Stewart has pop in his head to try to advise me on the aesthetic process. As was banned in the United Kingdom, Labrador seemed the obvious choice of the next room for his talents).

So with coffee in one hand, and an output multi-Kambrook in the other stuff (I'm sure there is a proper name for those, but they will still "Kambrook Multi-Outlet-thingies for me) I ' I published a blood-curdling scream:

"Tonight, we dine in Clean Clothes !!!!"

At this stage, before moving on to the end of history, there are some gaps that I probably should fill, so you can have a fair and balanced view of what happened next ...

a) I bought the Kambrook-Outlet-Thingie 1996

b) The laundry room doubles up as our cat toilet ....

c) I had a couple of decent red, the day

I will make this short pain-free ....

During the act of plugging an electrical device very old, I stumbled on the litter and spilled a full cup of Gloria Jean vanilla latte on son exposed, thus causing a quick shower of sparks .. . Subsequently, a small fire and the hole in the wall of laundry.

Therefore:

a) I lost $ 4.50 on a latte Gloria Jean

b) I was forced to call a guy from Bunnings to help me implement my new washer and dryer

c) I have a nasty little hole in the wall of my laundry and a full-frontal mode of my clothes in my bathroom of neigbour (It's a classic case where two faults = much too bad)

d) Tonight, we dine in REALLY rank T-shirts !!!!!

While ... the bottom line is, I need serious help ... and a few shades now in earnest when my clothes in Bath-Time for the next door.

It goes without saying that when it comes to household maintenance, I should be wrapped in a straitjacket and sent off (and as much as the pub on the road), while the professionals "do their thing .

At this stage I am very happy to have Martha stay awhile to cover the gap "with sprigs of freshly picked lavender flowers, and delicate hand-sewn lace extracts ... nothing ... for the love of God'S - WOMEN'S BAKERY cover with fresh blueberry muffins ... NOTHING!

Oh ... wait ...

Just received a small package under the door ....

... It looks like a little box ...

Let me just pop in the pl.