It's 11:04 pm. I've been putting off posting all day and now I have a less than an hour to get a post in. Wow- nothing like starting the month off on a postitive note. But I have excuses. I've been scrubbing, weeding and painting all day in preparation of my nieces and nephew coming over tomorrow. This place has to be spotless, especially at a knee-high level. Beena and Zombiegirl are watching the kids while we go to Barbara and John's wedding. Barbara is my FIL's daughter- MR's step-sister. She's my step-sister-in-law. Follow all that? Good. It gives me a headache.
I haven't been able to give the house a good cleaning, or the garden a good weeding in weeks. Summer's always tough since we go to the beach house on the weekends. Add to that trying to *finally* finish up the painting in the hallway upstairs.
So while I'm doing all this work, instead of listening to showtunes on one of the upper cable channels (like I always do when I'm either home alone or cleaning) I've been humming these little songs Zombiegirl has turned us on to:
I haven't been able to give the house a good cleaning, or the garden a good weeding in weeks. Summer's always tough since we go to the beach house on the weekends. Add to that trying to *finally* finish up the painting in the hallway upstairs.
So while I'm doing all this work, instead of listening to showtunes on one of the upper cable channels (like I always do when I'm either home alone or cleaning) I've been humming these little songs Zombiegirl has turned us on to:
3 comments:
I HATE THESE SONGS- AND I HATE WAFFLES
Barbara isn't Dad's step sister in law. Just his step sister. She is your step-sister-in-law.
You're right! You're so smart. See- I told you I get a headache when I think of it.
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