I was shopping at Trader Joes and a young twenty something store employee stopped me, "Mam", she said, (Mam?? is she really talking to me? mam??) "where did you get your cardigan?" (now that's more like it) "LOFT" I answer. And she stares blankly--"you know, Ann Taylor's LOFT?" Still blank. So I instruct her where to find a store, and move along. So I have found my niche-my choice of caridigan color-still cool, my choice of store to purchase it at--only cool to those of us "Mams".
Monday, March 7, 2011
My brain is busy and random
As I was cleaning my bathroom I thought--if I had to eat off someones bathroom floor as a dare--whose would it be?
I came up with these:
#1 My mother in law. Often when I am drinking a glass of water at her house--i set it down and when I go back to take another swig--it's missing. Her floors are meticulous--actually everything is. I'd pretty much eat off of every surface of her house.
#2 Cicily. This is my friend who is an avid cleaner. I send her into fits of hives when I post pictures of my crap piles because she can't figure out how anyone could accumulate that much crap on her floor.
#3 Sheri. My friend who is also an avid cleaner. I like when she comes over during parties because she just starts cleaning and doesn't even notice she's doing it. The only reason she's not tied for #2 is that Cicily has 1 kid and Sheri has 5. Sheer numbers.
And randomly if i had to eat out of anyone's bathtub it would be my mothers. It's always squeaky clean.
So this is how my brain works while I am cleaning.
Random right?
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I made the list! I could eat off Wendy's floors too. I hope to someday have a house that clean.
Totally random. But, that's how our brains work. When I do my laundry, I wonder if anyone else's whites are as dingy and gray as mine. Or, does anyone else have as much dust in their house as I do or, does each person in my family have super-flakey skin. Gross.
Hard to believe my mother and I came from the same gene pool, in terms of our bathroom floor (lack of) resemblance.
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