Dudes - I wish I had time to write a proper post - heck, I wish I had something interesting to say. But alas, my house is revolting and I must dust this morning. That is my plan. My entire plan. Dust. The. House. You could write your name on the piano. Or the bookshelves. Or the telephone table.
After The Dusting? I plan to Vacuum. So I won't crunch on the floor when I walk.
And then I have to swab the bathroom floors because right now my downstairs powder room and hallway smell like a subway station.
After this frenzy of cleaning, I will consider dinner. Pretty sure we are having poached-in-white-wine salmon, steamed broccoli, cucumber salad, and these sesame noodles. I should probably bake something - I made Nigella's cream cheese brownies for a party Saturday and they were a hit.Then Seg asked for peanut butter brownies. (I appreciate that they think I can conjure up anything, but honestly....) But I did. I used the cream cheese brownie recipe, only, instead of eight ounces of sliced cream cheese, I dolloped on eight ounces of crunchy peanut butter. QUITE yummy but almost gone. I believe banana bread is in my immediate future, as H doesn't much care for brownies and wants something less sweet. (Whereas my little boys would eat sugar by the teaspoonful if I permitted.)
Oh, and I have to go buy milk. Because we drank it all. With the peanut butter brownies.
So, let's review: Dust. Vacuum. Swab. Cook. Grocery shop.
SUCH an exciting life I lead.
Next up in this thrilling saga:
BabelBabe can't find anything at the library to read AND BabelBabe shops for a swimsuit. Can't hardly wait, eh?
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*Robert Fulghum
6 comments:
Can I come over for dinner? I'll dust three rooms as payment.
Oh, no. It's not time to shop for swim suits yet, is it? I'm not ready.
I love reading your blog, even when you talk about dusting.
Dinner sounded pretty impressive too, poached salmon no less. Show off!
Honey, you could write about the phone book and I'd still read.
My kids would eat butter and sugar by a lot bigger than the teaspoonful if they were allowed in the kitchen unsupervised (and weren't afraid of my wrath!).
Banana bread good.
After not really being able to hold anything down for a week, anything sounds good. But that especially does.
-J.
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