I spent the day cleaning, washing floors and dealing with the after effects of a burnt-popcorn-in-the-microwave episode. Is there anything more pervasive than that odor? The grout between the tiles behind the microwave captured a lot of the smoke stain.
I think we'll be getting a new microwave; there's just no way to eliminate the smokey residue within its internal mechanisms. Believe me, I've used everything on the market and tried old wives tale remedies to boot.
As typical, Tiggie and Hart were absolutely no help during all this domesticity. They figured they would just lay low, and try to stay out of my way.
Hart wishes he had found a place to lay low away from Tigs.
This morning all is sunny and bright.
Tiggie is well rested and went out for a walk in the garden.
I've still got a lot of catch up house work to do.
My mom and her friend June are flying in on Thursday for a visit.
They are both named "June", two of the three Junes in their Bible study class.
I wonder why people don't name their June born babies "June" any more.
I don't know about other housewives, but for me, there's nothing like company a'coming to motive a burst of sparkling clean cleaning.
And while I am working, those cats had better not get in my way!