Sunday, January 22, 2006

There's got to be a morning after

So I woke up this morning at 5:15. Lying on one of my children's beds. Fully clothed. With my makeup still on, and my teeth unbrushed (I know, ew. TMI!).

I came downstairs to turn out lights and stuff. And the kitchen looks like a Betty Crocker Bake n' Fill box exploded in it. It also looks as though a steak, green beans, and rotini box exploded. Also a box labelled "You say Martini, but I say Manhattan."

So I figured I should clean it up. That's right, folks, right now I feel like putting "house" back in "housewife." Yay me!

But first, I'm boiling water. You know how in the movies, whenever someone's going into labor, they start boiling water? Well, this promises to be almost as painful, so the kettle's on.

I'll have some tea and clean up this mess. But first, I simply had to beat Blackbird at posting today.

2 comments:

  1. If you ever figure out how to wake up with your teeth brushed, please let us all know.

    -J., also narco-dentally impaired

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  2. Some people spend sunday morning in CHURCH.

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