Living The High Life
You’ll have to pardon my short visit here today, my maids are coming. It sounds so pretentious to say that but I kinda love it. Oh honey, just leave that dog barf, the maids are coming tomorrow. No darling, just leave that ancient meatball in the corner, the maids are coming , they’ll get it.
Well actually it’s been more like: “Pick that up! Don’t put that there! Don’t you know the maids are coming? They’ll think we are unholy pigs and take camera phone pictures which they will post to a blog full of snarky comments, red arrows and an audience of millions! Do you want to be known on the internet as PIGS?”
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June 19th, 2007 at 5:20 pm
Even when I was uber pregnant I couldn’t let anyone clean my house for me because it was too dirty!! LOL
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June 19th, 2007 at 5:27 pm
My maids quit on me … I didn’t THINK we were messy. I used to think we were very neat because I straightened up before they came every time. Guess we are swine. (See past blog: http://maternalmirth.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-i-know-i-am-spoiled.html )
June 20th, 2007 at 12:24 am
How does the house look?
June 25th, 2007 at 2:02 am
the house look great until my husband got home and dropped orange nailpolish bottle on the tile. Now it looks like we murdered the maids