We’ll have a house full of people for a few hours tonight, Reader, and you know how I love that. Not. Well, I complain, but I usually have fun once the party starts. It’s not really a party. It’s a gathering. I’ll be baking a few blueberry pies at the last minute, Deb is in charge of something chocolate, and we’ll have coffee and tea, etc., etc.
Yesterday, because we’ve got a few more gatherings on the horizon, I got out my bucket, my ladder, my rubber gloves, and the Pine Sol, and I scrubbed our front porch (in the rain). Every inch of it—ceiling, walls, posts, windows, shutters, porch swing, trellis, railing, steps, floor, door. Now it is free of dirt and bug gunk and cobwebs, and it smells a little bit like Pine Sol as you walk to the door (all my clothes and my hair and my glasses smell like Pine Sol, too). Nice. And then I put some mums on the steps. It looks good.
P.S. I’m adding Desk Tales to my blogroll. I think this blog is wonderfully fun in a mundane sort of way…my favorite kind of fun; so, if you want more fun in your days, Reader, check into Desk Tales every once in a while.
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