It's garbage day, and I just busted a chick trying to dump her personal trash in my freshly emptied can.
It's quite a ways to the end of our main driveway, but, unlucky for her, I was up in my studio and near a window that faces that direction and the thunking noise of the lid flopping open caused me to get up out of my chair and look to see what was going on.
She was parked at the end of my driveway and in the process of hauling three huge lawn and leaf bags full of what sounded like liquor bottles and cans out of her car trunk and into my can.

Because I wasn't going to have to throw away anything this whole next week and therefore wouldn't mind storing her can full of drinking-fest detritus until next garbage day?

Um, no.

I busted out the front door and screamed "HEY" at her from the stoop at the top of my lungs.
I think I freaked her out. And when she looked up from her task, I screamed "WHAT are you doing?"
It went on from there, but suffice to say that she was persuaded to remove her party trash from my garbage can at full volume from 200 feet away.

I'm sure my neighbor thinks I'm insane.

But you know, I'm the kind of person that won't even put my doggie bags in someone elses' trash can when I'm out with PupCake, so that some stranger felt it was appropriate to FILL my can with her trash was quite an affront. (And for the record, I wouldn't mind if people put their doggie bags in my can. Around here, that they are picking up their dogs' business at all is something to celebrate.)

Ahhh...parents-out-of-town-teenage-party-trash. I remember it well, and evidently I chose my dumping grounds a little better, because I never got busted getting rid of it.
Or screamed at.

Anyway, this, which I love way, way too much:

is going on Etsy!
There are no words to describe how much I adore the color combination of the fabric I used for the lining on this. In fact, I am grooving hard on the whole olive, purple, orange thing in general lately.
Just one addiction in a whole sea, really.

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