A letter of thanks...

Dear Randall & Cael (aka brianakinney & justintheartist):

Thank you so much for helping me get my house picked up and cleaned today! Without you, it would have never gotten done. The sink & counter were full of dishes, the cat's pans were brimming, there were clothes to be washed, and the dustbunnies were the size of racoons. But thanks to you all, it's all picked up!

How did they do this? Did they fly a magic carpet over to my house with their Dustbusters & rubber gloves? Did they hire a maid for the day to help me out? Did they send naked beautiful dancing men to distract me while Helga & her sisters cleaned?

None of the above! Although I wouldn't mind that last one...

Thanks to them, I decided to become my mother. Ewww, not like that! I don't look good in a bouffant hairdo, or appliqued sweatshirts. But I told myself... no looking to see if they've updated The Brian & Justin Live Journal's until you get the housework done. Nope, missy, get your ass out of that chair, your hands away from that keyboard. NOW!!!

So I did. I told myself I couldn't look until I was done.

And now I am. With a clean kitchen, clean clothes, and a clean cat's pan area. The dustbunnies, however, remain roaming free for another day.

*off to read*

A letter of thanks...

Dear Randall & Cael (aka brianakinney & justintheartist):

Thank you so much for helping me get my house picked up and cleaned today! Without you, it would have never gotten done. The sink & counter were full of dishes, the cat's pans were brimming, there were clothes to be washed, and the dustbunnies were the size of racoons. But thanks to you all, it's all picked up!

How did they do this? Did they fly a magic carpet over to my house with their Dustbusters & rubber gloves? Did they hire a maid for the day to help me out? Did they send naked beautiful dancing men to distract me while Helga & her sisters cleaned?

None of the above! Although I wouldn't mind that last one...

Thanks to them, I decided to become my mother. Ewww, not like that! I don't look good in a bouffant hairdo, or appliqued sweatshirts. But I told myself... no looking to see if they've updated The Brian & Justin Live Journal's until you get the housework done. Nope, missy, get your ass out of that chair, your hands away from that keyboard. NOW!!!

So I did. I told myself I couldn't look until I was done.

And now I am. With a clean kitchen, clean clothes, and a clean cat's pan area. The dustbunnies, however, remain roaming free for another day.

*off to read*