About to put corn dogs into the oven, which is dinner along with barbecue potato chips....son's chosen birthday dinner. A homemade carrot cake with cream cheese frosting will add a bit of class. Yankee husband gets squeamish about corn dogs (or as we Southerners call them...pronto pups), but he'll be good about eating them. After all, it *is* a birthday dinner.
Wishing I could get motivated to do house-cleaning. You know how it is sometimes....cleaning is so abhorrent. That's today. Yuck.
Now must run around the living room, straightening a tad before the husband and daughter drive up. He says not to worry about it ("You've got a cute house," he says), but still, I see that it needs a cleaning up, and I don't mean maybe. Oops. Too late. They're here!
Must fly. :)
Wishing I could get motivated to do house-cleaning. You know how it is sometimes....cleaning is so abhorrent. That's today. Yuck.
Now must run around the living room, straightening a tad before the husband and daughter drive up. He says not to worry about it ("You've got a cute house," he says), but still, I see that it needs a cleaning up, and I don't mean maybe. Oops. Too late. They're here!
Must fly. :)
