Thursday, August 6, 2009
Everything I did yesterday was by rote, so I have no enchanting tales to tell. I will, however, be blogging a most surreal experience I had on Brilliant Monster, stand by.
I'm all caught up, save for the overwhelming urge to bulldoze the house in hopes of creating space. I did finally find a caddy for my son's video games that didn't make me puke or cost $1,000. I am exceedingly pleased with myself, see?
Before (shudder, and curse):
However in scoping out this perfection, I was stopped in my grammar-loving tracks when I saw this:
What the hell is this world coming to when basic possessives are mangled in mass quantities? I recently had to point out to the indifferent chick at Big Town Hero how "Potatoe Soup" is wrong.
I also put ALLLLLLL my clothes away and even screwed up the nerve to take a picture of my underwear drawer because one of my Moxlings who communicates via email cannot believe I only wear black. But now I'm feeling shy so you'll have to take my word for it.
Today I hope to get things tip-top before taking the kids to pizza and revelry with our friends. I need to sweep our laundry room entryway that I know impresses the hell out of everyone and makes them jealous. I also feel like Reilly's one-foot-high aquarium for her 4.5 minnows is taking up the entire house. Triple ugh.
But I'm pretty caught up.
WHAT ABOUT Y'ALL?
-DL, LD, BS, whatever you wanna call it, get busy.
-It's time to fill up a bag for a swap, donation, burn barrel, whatever. I can feel it.
-Would you let the Obamas use your bathroom?
-Remove unnecessary items from your kitchen counter as you wipe it down.
- Sweep all tile/linoleum.
-Vacuum all carpets.
-Make all beds.
-Caddify the hell out of everything! It's the answer!
-Can you dig it?