All the laundry was done. Even the sheets on all the beds. This being accomplished before the weekend is a major accomplishment.
I was ahead of myself, what do I do with such a large amount of spare time?
The dryer decided to task me.
Open dryer this morning to find jeans for husband. Why do I smell grape? My dryer sheets do not smell like grape!
Groan....find locket lipstick necklace of Nora's. Good morning Belle, Cinderella, and Aurora , did you have a nice ride in my dryer? I see you got motion sick and yacked all over the master bedroom sheets.
Grape lipstick, do you by any chance know how to get that out?
Cinderella, surely your cleaning skills cover this? Purple splotches are just not going to do. No, I do not have any mice that need new clothes. If there were that many mice to clothe, this would be the least of my problems.
Hmmmm.
Aurora, any ideas? Magic fairies you say. I guess you do have a technicolor dress that randomly changes color. Blue, pink, blue, pink, blue, pink. You know you could have settled on purple? If you mix those two it makes this greyish purple on the sheets. Oh wait, maybe that's the magic that happened here! Stinking fairies.
I see you are of no help.
Belle, your turn. A book? I don't think this is covered in 'The Dummies Guide to Housewifery.' Yeah, the husbands sort of going to be a beast about this. Your married now right so I can be straight? The grape smell, not a seductive smell. Really doesn't say 'come hither' if you get my drift. Maybe if I was married to the Kool-Aid Man this would work.
Sigh....I guess I'm on my own. Maybe the magic wand of Shout will banish the purple from my domestic kingdom.
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