As you can see, we have been ghetto stylin' for a while. Let this be a cautionary tale. Ghetto stylin' is the reason my marriage failed. Peace.
Ghetto Stylin'
Some call it being resourceful. Others call it being frugal. We call it ghetto stylin' and we're living it loud and proud. Enjoy our blog as we share our daily ghetto stylin' discoveries!
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Oh, thanks honey!
Our kitchen spigot sprung a leak. Not the faucet, not the sprayer, but the curvy metal tube where the water comes out. I couldn't believe it- tiny little arcs of water were sparking in the sun, squirting out of tiny pinholes formed at the corroded spot.
I pointed them out to my husband, and penciled in a trip to iMenards, ghetto styler's paradise, to pick out a new fixture. Not to worry. When I got home today it was all fixed up.
I pointed them out to my husband, and penciled in a trip to iMenards, ghetto styler's paradise, to pick out a new fixture. Not to worry. When I got home today it was all fixed up.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
When something breaks...
Monday, July 23, 2012
McDonald's Coffee- nothing ghetto about it!
Today I found myself in a town without a Starbucks or a Caribou, but you know what? My need for a super strong, smooth and milky latte was perfectly met. MacDonald's makes s fine latte, even though they really, really have a hard time not putting flavor in it.
When it was empty, I rinsed it out. The plasticky styrofoam cup got nice and clean. I drank cold tap water from that coffee cup all day long.
Now THAT'S ghetto stylin'!
When it was empty, I rinsed it out. The plasticky styrofoam cup got nice and clean. I drank cold tap water from that coffee cup all day long.
Now THAT'S ghetto stylin'!
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Blog Photos
I was preparing the photos for the blog about the pizza and my older son, Jake, asked what they were for. I told him they were for the blog. He then replied "Is that the blog from you and Kristin showing gross stuff in the house?" I have to teach him the proper term, Ghetto Stylin'!
Yum!! Pizza!
This is a desk in our living room. We have several framed photos on it.
It also seems to be a leftover pizza holder. My son, Trevor, was standing by the desk yesterday, chomping on this leftover piece. He said "Hmm, this is pretty hard!" When I took it from him, I tried to check to see how hard it really was. Let's just say I couldn't break it in half or pierce it with a fork. In fact, I don't remember when we last had DiGiorno pizza. Yuk.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
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