Showing posts with label cleaning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cleaning. Show all posts

Monday, December 20, 2010

The Twelve Days of Christmas


On the EIGHTH day of Christmas, my true love gave to me ...
EIGHT HANDS FOR CLEANING
Seven stockings hanging
Six bottles of wine
Five carats gem
Four suggestions
Three pixies
Two chocolates
And a holiday memory

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Thought of the Day


It is finally the weekend and ...
This pretty much sums up my thoughts for the day!

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

nesting neuroses

Once upon a time, girl meets boy
boy falls in love and proclaims "the one"
so girl falls in love and claims "this is it"

Girl and Boy get married
Buy an old historic home to renovate
and test their "love" during demolition and restoration

Boy wonders where "his space" is placed

Girl informs said boy that he has "a drawer"

And luckily for said boy and small drawers,
said boy gets "two"
side by side
also known as:
The JUNK drawers

Occasionally, girl enters boy space and cleans out the JUNK





Tuesday, April 20, 2010

6:43 AM

"YES, I know how to operate those silly child-proof latches!  Mom, Dad!  The latches do NOT work!  I know it is a bit early this morning.  But I am trying to find the waffle mix, I am hungry!  Oh, AND I was just trying to help.  xoxo"

Monday, November 9, 2009

hide and seek

HONEY .....



a.  how to buy a new vacuum
b.  husband is bailing out of "his" chores
c.  husband is "underfoot"
d.  how to get funding for hiring a maid
e.  all of the above

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

i.love.to.clean


This is the way we clean the house, clean the house, clean the house
This is the way we clean the house
At THREE in the morning

This is the way we sweep the crap, sweep the crap, sweep the crap
This is the way we sweep the crap
Deep in the corner

This is the way we wash a dish, wash a dish, wash a dish
This is the way we wash a dish
Big doggy lickins

This is the way we iron a shirt, iron a shirt, iron a shirt
This is the way we iron a shirt
Flattened under a mattress

This is the way we make the bed, make the bed, make the bed
This is the way we make the bed
Guess we didn't do it

This is the way we make a meal, make a meal, make a meal
This is the way we make a meal
Out of a box

This is the way we polish the table, polish the table, polish the table
This is the way we polish the table
Spit Shine and Wipe

This is the way we sanitize, sanitize, sanitize
This is the way we sanitize
Who's toothbrush's in the toilet

This is the way we mop the floor, mop the floor, mop the floor
This is the way we mop the floor
Just spill your water

This is the way we start the day, start the day, start the day
This is the way we start the day
With coffee and kahlua

This is the way we end the day, end the day, end the day
This is the way we end the day
Sloppy and sloshy

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Home Maid III

So, there I sat at nine months and 5 days pg. And I had 3 weeks and 2 days to go. For those of you who are clueless or easily misled, pregnancy is 280 days which equals 10 months which means the completion of the ninth month. No, we pregger women don't get to reach the ninth month and rejoice... we have to complete the entire 4 weeks within that month. UGH!

I was still desperately seeking cleaning help. I started perusing classifieds in four different newspapers. I started surfing local classifieds. I called and begged friends. Apparently, nobody likes to SHARE their house cleaner. OR maybe you REALLY don't have one! HA! I even hauled my big belly to the corner and held a big sign that said, "Houseful ... of crap, Please help me clean it!" Nobody called. Well, actually, one person called but since he was already drunk I didn't think that would help my house situation.

Husband arrived at home to more dirt and mess. Surely, he isn't BLIND. Or oblivious. Or POLITE.

I handed him a bucket, sponge, cleaner, toilet brush, more cleaner, rags and a Coors Light.

He incredulously asked, "What's this for?"

"Um, I-dunno, maybe you can wash dishes? Or scrub the pool tiles? Or take one of the bathrooms?

Husband drank Coors. Husband misplaced cleaning supplies. Husband has disappeared.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Home Maid II


Can't find your socks? Check your closet floor!

Can't turn your clothes outside-in? Then they will be laundered, dried, and folded in the same way that you left them on the floor.

Can't find a clean bowl? Grab one out of the sink (mine are in the dishwasher)!

Now, can we discuss a maid?