Good Things Come to He Who Waits Obsesses

Remember my obsession with the Dollar Store Hack blog, and more specifically, this cheese grater lamp?


That was in 2008. And since then I’ve checked every Dollar Store from here to Lampasas looking for those very specific graters.

Saturday – sweet release.



4 cheese graters

1 $5 lamp-making kit from Ikea

1 plastic lid

1 mini florescent light bulb (nothing that gets hot for obvious, metallic reasons)

8 orange zip-ties

1 Dremel

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Laughing and Crashing

We all knew this day would come.

Today my parents took our 105 year-old dachshund Penny (in human years, that’s 15) to the vet because she was acting funny and not eating, and we found out she has a tumor the size of a fist near her spleen, and may not make it much longer.

There were tears. Tears awkward for a twenty-something to shed in a storefront next to Randall’s, but they continued as my long-time best friend rode home in my lap for what I tried not to think was the last time.

Aaron accompanied my dad and I on the trip to get results and pick her up, and was there for hugs and the family meetings that ensued.

The rest of the day was spent cheering up, letting the realization that surgery really wasn’t an option sink in – we went to Sandy McGee’s for my favorite foods, drove around looking at houses and imagining ourselves living there, and spent an hour or so tooling around my favorite dollar store, picking up guiltless knick-knacks and non-namebrand Easter candy.

By the time the sun began to set, we were driving back home and into town, screeching with terrible 90s rock on the radio, with Aaron yelling at me to stop laughing and crashing into the cars in front of me as he tried to take a picture of me with one of our new dollar store finds:

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Love that man. Love that losing a best friend hurts just a little bit less when you’re married to one. One that’s there for both the laughing and the crashing.