Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Swearing like a Mother

I just spent two hours cleaning out Worm's dresser and closet. It would have only taken an hour and a half, but I dropped a mug of coffee ten minutes into the chore. It splattered on the dresser, two walls, six feet of baseboards, the closet doors, the closet floor, a pile of freshly folded tiny t-shirts, and many, many toys. There were not enough variations on the eff word for me to properly express my frustration with this event. I made up a few new ones.

1 comment:

  1. I'd love to hear the new ones.
    By the way, your comment on my blog totally cracked me and my husband up.