Mood:
a-okNow Playing: crickets - they put me to sleep, but sound like an alarm clock to Beloved...
Nothin' at all doll-related today. I mean, nothin'. Closest I came to doll-time was the ten minutes I spent perusing eBay during lunch. Closest I got to the Studio was going in there to turn on the MP3 player/cube speaker, so Dearest Son could watch it while I listened.
What took all day ? BATHROOM CLEANING ! Nearly three hours of it. But the bathtub and the shower are so clean, you could eat off ‘em. I could turn off lights in those rooms, ‘cause everything was so sparkly clean. I haven't been able to give them a really good cleaning since I got sick, and lemme tell you, for all the sanitary plumbing in a bathroom, it gets the worst the quickest. I trust I need elaborate no further.
Tuna liked my cleaning efforts so much, she drank from the toilet instead of her bowl, which held bottled drinking water. Cats !
Dearest Son loves ‘Macaroni'. Played with him all day, inventing Lego cars for him to drive, and inviting him to have dinner with the family. He tore open the tail seam so he could use him as a puppet, but that's OK. Long as he enjoys his not-perfect penguin, I'm happy.
And my ‘scrubbing arm' hurts. Beddy-bye for me ! With two ibuprofen, please.
