I left a key in the mailbox because it seems that you have lost yours.
The dishes are piling up...
The crumbs under the table aren't swept. (and haven't been in...well...anyway)
Friday, September 17, 2010
Dear Cleaning Lady,
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I was just informed of this fact, too, and I didn't take the news well! Cute post--and I think your house looks adorable, especially all those beds in row. :)
Dear Kate ,
cute post, however, I must let you know that it made me a bit jealous. Turns out that there is a canned pumpkin shortage here in the mid west and all the grocery stores in town are out of it until further notice:( can you believe that?
so I did not get to make my muffins. Iam thinking about bartering with a gal at work who said she has 3 cans. Have a great week!
Ps my cleaning lady is also MIA.
I was just saying to myself, "I need a cleaning lady." I try, but it never gets completely done. Oh well...aren't you the one who told me to "embrace it." :)
Okay, what are those boxes in the last picture and how did you make them!?
I think our cleaning lady must be hiding with the lawn man...and the cook...and the hairstylist...and the personal shopper.
pumpkin cream cheese muffins sound amazing.
Making pumpkin muffins sounds WAY better than cleaning anyway! :)
I love this post. So true. You should see my house and I only have 2 boys. I can't wait for the recipe.
So how did the muffins turn out? I can't wait to make some more myself. I heard about the pumpkin shortage and I'm glad I have fresh cooked pumpkin in my freezer. Hopefully they get some pumpkins for the Fall festivals this year.
The mailman was probably so curious why you were leaving a key to your home! :)
Enjoy that pumpkin goodness! Every single store is completely OUT of pumpkin here until further notice...evidently someone in Ohio (?) is hogging quite a bit of it!
Here's my barter: will clean for pumpkin!
Yes, where HAVE all the cleaning ladies gone!? :)
Very cute!
I do think, though, that at least 3 of your little ladies are old enough to become little Cleaning Lady Helpers. I'm sure they could help with those crumbs, and such.
:) :) :)
haha I love this :)
I love this poem that was on a picture hanging up in my house growing up:
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow,
For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
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