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January 06, 2009


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When we were little my sisters (nothing to do with me) baked closet cake in an Easy Bake Oven. (Remember those? It was a toy that really could cook. My little sister had a grandmother who didn't belong to the rest of us and she got expensive, complicated presents of the sort our mother never would buy.)

Closet cake is a cake your mother finds, oh, six or eight months later...

In England we have wardrobes. And can only dream of the sorts of closets that might fit a bed. In my first house here we had a bedroom where you could only get into the bed by climbing in from the foot.


Over there you're even worse off than New Yorkers. Maybe it's that England and Manhattan are both islands....
Can't imagine how you manage to weed out stuff into normal size spaces. Living in California, I'm completely spoiled--sleeping in a California king bed in a California-size room with a California-size closet.



Making a closet is a simple idea. Its depends up on us.

Thanks for sharing. And it is really a great post!!!!!!!!

- Thompson.

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