Still no tweezers. I've been cleaning this freakin' mudder fajokin' house and no sign...
Oh well.
That's not what has got my blood boiling.
My boys are PIGS!!! I feel like the big bad wolf ready to blow this house in!
(and I should be the one saying, "not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin(s)...{currently working on bringing the chins down to a chin...a few pounds to go!} )I went to the basement and just about fell over by the mess!
The bathroom was splattered with toothpaste. I still can't figure out how that happened.
Oy....
I'm really trying to teach them cleanliness, but maybe I should just accept the fact I have 3 little pigs living in my basement...Of course I won't but sometimes I just feel steamed.
I actually had to leave Gavin in the basement (the tv room is sound proofed) and went up to my bedroom and had a moment of my own foul mouthed turrets syndrome. It feels good to vent.
Anyhow the house is semi-clean and I'm off to buy myself some tweezers.
I agree with Joni...an heir and a spare is a smart idea.
Hope all is well!!
Jenny
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I haven't really looked at my basement for a few weeks. I just can't right now. I'll get there eventually... eeek
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