A Breather

5 May

House washed; dogs washed; me washed.  Hub’s gone to fetch the visitors from the station.  I have ten minutes to spare and this prompt just arrived:

Pick something you don’t like, and choose to accept it.

I pick my nose.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Sorry, I’m high on cleaning fluids.

12 Responses to “A Breather”

  1. vivinfrance May 5, 2011 at 18:01 #

    So do I

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  2. Cindy May 5, 2011 at 18:11 #

    Did you wash behind your ears?

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  3. musings May 5, 2011 at 18:30 #

    House cleaning will do that to you.

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  4. viewfromtheside May 5, 2011 at 18:58 #

    whenever you feel like doing housework, have a klarge drink, sit down until the feeling goes

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  5. nrhatch May 5, 2011 at 23:44 #

    Enjoy! 😀

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  6. Pseu May 5, 2011 at 23:46 #

    better than picking a fight. Night night.

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I welcome your comments but be warned: I'm menopausal and as likely to snarl as smile. Wine or Maltesers are an acceptable bribe; or a compliment about my youthful looks and cheery disposition will do in a pinch.

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