Saturday, September 29, 2007

The Best Laid Plans

Yesterday was the day I decided to clean up the back porch. I was going to scrub every inch of it. The light fixtures, walls, trim, windows. I was going to get down on my hands and knees and scrub the floor. It was going to sparkle. It was going to smell good. It was going to be so clean I could serve tea to the queen.

As I busily prepared the mountain of cleaning supplies needed for such a daunting task, I heard A hesitantly mutter from the back porch "Uh, Mom".

Upon closer inspection I found this:


Instantly, I was snapped back into reality like a twig in a hurricane.

Now the inside of my refrigerator sparkles.

6 comments:

Renee said...

She's a beauty!

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Anonymous said...

just love to read along as you share yourfarmhouse stories...The dust fom the corn picker is smothering me though! Funny how reading this brings back the good old days of my childhood! You house is coming right along and it is going to be so beautiful when you finish with your remodeling. I even love the old corn crib and it's treasures!

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Deb/debo
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freaked out 'n small said...

Hilarious post! Looking at your muddy pooch, you probably made the right decision...