Margo: So you saw this game at the baseball stadium when you took the kids on Saturday? [Thanks to our neighbor John for the free tickets]
Mr. Thrift: Yeah, but they made us wait in line for 10 minutes only to tell us that we needed a wristband to play the games. And Ben cried. So we took our balls and went home. Well, we didn't actually have balls there.
Margo: You have balls now. Tell me what you did today while I was at my job.
Mr. Thrift: I bought 6 solid plastic training balls, not whiffle balls. I tried using that old fan from an air hockey table, but the air wasn't strong enough. Then I hooked my shop-vac hose up to the exhaust hole and wedged the hose between 2 rocks.
Margo: And? And?
Mr. Thrift: You see the results! It's tee-ball without the tee!
I am a wife and mother of two. I am a stay-at-home mom, part time cookbook editor, a Mennonite, and a city dweller. I like to make things (see the blog categories below). This blog is a record of what I make and the ways I try to be thrifty. Welcome!
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"Thrift is the really romantic thing; economy is more romantic than extravagance...thrift is poetic because it is creative; waste is unpoetic because it is waste...if a man could undertake to make use of all the things in his dustbin, he would be a broader genius than Shakespeare."