Almost every second was packed - from the 5-mile yard sale (no kidding, it feels like I walked every inch of it) to dinner out to Beth and Sara Pie's overnight visit, to the baby shower (which was a great success, wish you could have been there!), to cleaning up messes at two houses.
My house was last night and this morning. You know, years ago when the kids were small, I would trick them into helping out by having competitions: "Ok, whoever makes the most improvements in the next 10 minutes gets a prize!" Worked like a charm. The other thing was to turn on the radio - full blast, as there were no near neighbors, get out the sunshades, broom guitar, salt shaker microphone and honeys, we would be-bop all over this house. And we got it cleaned, too!
This morning, the radio was the ONLY thing that could get me through this. Turned on 96.5 The Drive! and motored all over the place. The mop and I danced to Janice Joplin and A Piece of my Heart. Old moppie is a great dance partner. Next was Frankenstein, if you remember that one - Edgar Winter dusted the entire living room.
I had such a good time cleaning, that I might go back and clean some more!
Happy Memorial Day, everyone.
4 comments:
What a cute entry! My mama use to let us skate around in socks to shine the linoleum or pull each other on old sheets. I learned to waltz with the broom. Hummm think I'll do that again someday when John is gone and the darn TV is off. Paula
Why don't you and Moppie dance down to Jeffersonville and do my house, too! I guess I should crank up the radio and do something. No, on second thought, I'll just wait til tomorrow!
Lori
Hey Spice*... still enjoying the journal... glad you decided to keep at it.
Love the comments too!*
Tina*... looking for her broom!*
YOU GOTTA BE KIDDIN. BE-BOP???? YOU MUST BE AS OLD AS ME...LOL ROBERTA
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