Category Archives: Housekeeping

Dippy, disturbing, undomestic daughter… or Keelan.

Last night Keelan decided she was going to sleep downstairs on the rug in the living room. No one knows why and this is good with us. So she is lying there reading on the rug that was vacuumed two … Continue reading

Posted in Housekeeping, Keelan | 15 Comments

Let's discuss world peace, curing cancer, ending hunger and me sweeping the floors.

These are all things that could happen some day… but, until they do it is in everyone’s best interest if they don’t , like, hold their breath or anything drastic like that. Floors are an area of housekeeping that is … Continue reading

Posted in Housekeeping, Talking dust bunnies | 10 Comments

She'd never make it as a maid.

Kessa and Keelan were sitting at the breakfast table working on some scrap-booking project that has been in the works for days.  I had finished sweeping and was running my new Haan Steam Mop around on the tile, as I … Continue reading

Posted in Housekeeping, Keelan, Kessa | 8 Comments

I swear I'm not really dead.

It just seems like it sometimes. I am being threatened again, by family and… “loved” ones.  I am being told that if I don’t post again immediately, well, there will be consequences. You don’t want to know. So here’s what’s … Continue reading

Posted in Birthday, Blather, Free Toes!, Henrietta, Housekeeping, John, Mither, Pets, Picture Purge, Strange and socially akward, gifts | 7 Comments

Karma got me this morning, though.

It’s midnight on Monday.  Or, actually, I guess I should say Tuesday morning. I am sure everyone out there realizes that Sunday, May 10 was Mother’s Day.  Well, Saturday, May 9 was my birthday.  I am now 46 years old … Continue reading

Posted in Apocalypse, Birthday, Cooking, Henrietta, Housekeeping, SIL, gifts | 8 Comments

Aaaaaaall week long…

John is on vacation this week and we have big plans. Fix the kitchen faucett Work in yard, trimming trees and mulching flowerbeds, if the rain will ever stop. Go to World Market and stock up on wine and smoked … Continue reading

Posted in Housekeeping, John, Keelan, Lists | 8 Comments

A letter to my daughters.

Dear child of my loins, You, (insert name here), and your sister are welcome to continue to live here in our house along with your father and me, (he will be getting his own letter), for the foreseeable future as … Continue reading

Posted in Housekeeping, Keelan, Kessa, Proud Mom, Rants | 12 Comments

There're probably skeletons in here somewhere…

Hello people!  Long time since I’ve been here, I know. Disclaimer: This is being written entirely under duress and NOT because I have anything that is exceptionally exciting to say.  OK, not really exciting at all. Yes, let’s just say … Continue reading

Posted in Housekeeping, Strange, WOO-HOO, crazy shit | 6 Comments

Apparently this is boob themed.

This morning I had a conversation with Lisa in which she informed me that she was feeding her fish.  Naked. Needless to say I had a lot of comebacks to this and then she told me they were all excited … Continue reading

Posted in Housekeeping, John, Lisa, Politically incorrect, Uncategorized, just plain weird | 10 Comments

What did I say? I can't see to type….

This post will be quite short for a variety of reasons: The last one was uncharacteristically long.  More than, probably anyone wanted to hear from me.   I was full of angst. (That’s my excuse, in case you didn’t know.) Mither … Continue reading

Posted in Cam, Free Toes!, Housekeeping, Mither, crazy shit | 14 Comments