There is something so soothing about the noise of a vacuum cleaner.
Going about it’s business.
Picking up dog hair and cat hair.
And dead beetles.
And dead flies.
Yes, it is a wonderful sound.
When I am not pushing the thing.
I decided to get in my little Malawian guy.
We will call him Jonas.
Because that is his name.
He is a short dude.
Very polite and sweet.
And he works like a Trojan.
Even Jasmine likes him.
He has just told me his uncle died in Malawi.
The funeral was yesterday.
He says he now has no mother or father.
No uncles and aunts.
So I said “but you have a wife”.
You will have to start a new family.
He thought it was hilarious.
I have to compliment WordPress.
I just love the new notification feature.
I think it is new.
Maybe I have just not noticed it?
I love that you can reply to a comment on someone’s post.
Without the hassle of going over to them every time.
Best thing since sliced bread.
Is it possible to cough up a lung?
If one did, how do you put it back?
We are having the strangest weather.
There is blue sky on both sides of my house.
But it has been raining.
I think I have my own personal rain cloud just above my house.
It is also quite chilly.
But I am NOT complaining.
I have had the display cabinet above for about thirty years.
If not longer.
I have lost count of how many times I have packed all those things.
And unpacked them again.
I am now contemplating selling it.
Distributing all the stuff inside to my offspring.
To clutter up THEIR homes.
Some of the stuff has sentimental value.
But there is a hell of a lot that is a bit of a mystery.
Don’t remember who gave it to me.
Or why I kept it.
What do you think?
Don’t ask about the dish full of dead batteries.
Mex seems to have developed a bit of a fetish.
Let’s not go into it.
After blogging about sleeveless tops I received a spam mail.
Offering me a dress with ruffles and satin trim.
I am trying to imagine myself in a dress with RUFFLES.
Not a chance.