I am not.
June Cleaver – eat your heart out. This is the way, I – a modern American housewife – do things. I refuse to vacuum in heels and pearls. (and now that I think about it, I am highly suspect that you ever did either…) And I’m going to now spill the beans…prepare to blush Ms. Cleaver – times have changed.
(Warning – this post is filled with sarcasm – Ammon’s been out of town all week, and Mommy needs a serious break…)
1. Sometimes instead of emptying the entire dishwasher before loading it again I’ll leave the silverware in there and just re-wash them. I don’t know why we even have a silverware drawer anyway. When it comes to looking for a fork or spoon in our house, instead of going to the silverware drawer the family always asks “Is the dishwasher Clean?” first.
2. I have been known, on occasion, to let my kids have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, or even sometimes *gasp* cereal for dinner. I even *let* them make it themselves. They think its teaching them a valuable life skill (like how to survive on cheerios and peanut butter thru college) – in reality, mom did about 80 batches of laundry today, and cleaned up who knows what from under the beds and table and making dinner is the last thing I want to do.
3. I admit it, I do use television from time to time as an escape clause. Sometimes, mommy just needs a little break and if Dora can help me get that, then I’m okay with that.
4. I wash the towels last on laundry day on purpose. If that batch sits in the dryer for a week until the next laundry day – then nobody has to go to work or school wrinkled. It’s diabolical I know.
5. I do have a candy stash, and I do know how to use it. Either for a moment to myself or for bribery – that stash has saved me many days.
6. I have mopped the kitchen floor with two washrags under my feet – ice skating style. We all do it. (and if you didn’t before, you are thinking about doing it now…)
7. I have hidden the batteries out of loud and obnoxious toys and told my children the toy broke. Technically this is not lying. It won’t work without the batteries. Won’t work=broken, so there.
8. When I clean out the fridge, instead of trying to wash some of those containers that hold mystery science experiments – I will just throw them away. I discovered disposable GladWare about three years ago, and on days like this, it has become my new best friend.
9. When unexpected company arrives – I have, on occasion – filled my oven, dryer and dishwasher with various things lying on the floor in the rooms in which my guest might visit. The house looks clean, and nobody is the wiser – besides – what’s the chance that an unexpected guest might open a closet? Pretty high --- but what are the chances they are going to open up the oven?
10. Finally, the real truth behind pizza night…much like number two above, however the clean up after pizza night is much, much less. Pizza night cleanup involves picking up the box and throwing it away. Cleaning up after kids making their own pb&j sandwiches? Let’s just say it’s significantly more work.
The Widow
So today we are installing our stove from the other house - sale fell through so I went and got it -
Anyway…
We were banging on the counters and making a lot of noise and ruckus and suddenly this dead spider falls from under the cabinet onto the floor.
It's about the size of a silver dollar and black, and Ammon goes over and looks at it - it's a Black Widow!
So I say - at least it's dead right?
No worries.
We leave it there while we finish working on the stupid stove (which takes us about two more hours – honestly installing a stove should not be this hard)
Ammon goes into the family room to rest and watch some football (DA BEARS! – okay they weren’t on, but mention football, and this phrase is an automatic…but I digress…) and I go get a broom to clean it up.
IT HAS MOVED from it's spot on the floor.
I look down at the dumb thing
It's NOT dead.
It's VERY MUCH alive.
And it's looking at me like I'm lunch!
I yellat to Ammon
IT’S NOT DEAD!!!
he says 'what’s not dead?"
THE SPIDER!
So he comes in, and of course I'm on top of the counter top
freaking out because I have no shoes on
and he comes in barefoot (we are really abiding by this “no shoes in the house” rule) and walks over to it -
and TOUCHES it!
The freakin' most deadliest spider in the world, and he's playing patty cake!
So he gets his shoes on and then a broom and sweeps it up - (of course it’s totally still alive right)
and goes and instead of putting it outside and killing it - (like a normal person) he flushed it down the toilet!
STILL ALIVE!
Now, while I'm sure that flushing it killed it...and he did flush twice…I WILL NOT use that toilet any time soon!
I’ve seen horror movies, I know what could happen, it could come right back up!
After all, it did play dead for two hours so who knows if it isn't laying in wait in there...
Anyway…
We were banging on the counters and making a lot of noise and ruckus and suddenly this dead spider falls from under the cabinet onto the floor.
It's about the size of a silver dollar and black, and Ammon goes over and looks at it - it's a Black Widow!
So I say - at least it's dead right?
No worries.
We leave it there while we finish working on the stupid stove (which takes us about two more hours – honestly installing a stove should not be this hard)
Ammon goes into the family room to rest and watch some football (DA BEARS! – okay they weren’t on, but mention football, and this phrase is an automatic…but I digress…) and I go get a broom to clean it up.
IT HAS MOVED from it's spot on the floor.
I look down at the dumb thing
It's NOT dead.
It's VERY MUCH alive.
And it's looking at me like I'm lunch!
I yell
IT’S NOT DEAD!!!
he says 'what’s not dead?"
THE SPIDER!
So he comes in, and of course I'm on top of the counter top
freaking out because I have no shoes on
and he comes in barefoot (we are really abiding by this “no shoes in the house” rule) and walks over to it -
and TOUCHES it!
The freakin' most deadliest spider in the world, and he's playing patty cake!
So he gets his shoes on and then a broom and sweeps it up - (of course it’s totally still alive right)
and goes and instead of putting it outside and killing it - (like a normal person) he flushed it down the toilet!
STILL ALIVE!
Now, while I'm sure that flushing it killed it...and he did flush twice…I WILL NOT use that toilet any time soon!
I’ve seen horror movies, I know what could happen, it could come right back up!
After all, it did play dead for two hours so who knows if it isn't laying in wait in there...