They say that as you get older you are more likely to be a hoarder of at least one thing, and now that I’m (ahem) older, I can definitely see that happening. Not that I’m wading through mountains of on-sale collectible dolls and dirty Kleenex to get to the bucket next to the broken toilet […]
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Leaning Toward Cleaning
Five years ago, I blogged that I didn’t do much spring cleaning because around the time that other people would notice that their walls needed to be washed and there was a layer of dust on the ceiling fan, I would abandon the filth and move to another house. Preferably one that had been cared […]
Hey Bargain, Get Your Ass Over Here
That looks about right to me. I am not the best bargain-shopper. I’m not even in the same shopping species as my sister-in-law Debby, who can go to any store and pay a fraction of the cost for whatever, and then qualify for free gas to drive her and her booty home, where I […]
My Clean-Upmanship
I spent the first four days home after taking my kids to college cleaning out their rooms, not exactly what was promised in the “Now It’s Time for You!” chapter of the empty nester’s manual. But I was glad to do it. Extremely glad to do it. I had given up on my daughter’s room […]
Gnashing My Flippers Over Toddlers and Tiaras
What can I say about Toddlers and Tiaras, the eweylicious show about child pageants, that hasn’t already been said? Actually, a lot. So much material . . . so few adjectives to adequately express disdain . . . This show has a Svengali hold on me. I’m a big fan of shows where I […]
Ballad of the Green Berets
I know I save way too much stuff for sentimental reasons (although I am not a hoarder, let’s make that clear. I am not a hoarder. Not a hoarder) but even I think I may have gone too far with my Girl Scout uniform. (But even so, not a hoarder.) It doesn’t take up […]