Phew! You made it! Hope the traffic wasn't too bad... Not too bad a ride, really, on a Saturday, and only about an hour or so from where I live. And the scenery is great out here, isn't it?
I used to work out this way, actually. I even stopped in at my old newsroom office on the way, but they were all like, Mad, Mad who? What? When? Whaddaya talkin' about? before the security guards escorted me from the building.
I guess it has been a while.
Anyway, here we are now, and I feel I should tell you something: I lied about the pool.
But see, I need some help: Sarah's away at the beach, and I got the Saturday blog-sitting duties, so I'm kinda wondering something: did she think that since I was a "housewife" I'd be a good candidate for getting the house ready for her arrival tomorrow?
Cuz, uh... I'm not too good at the housekeeping thing, if you haven't noticed. I haven't updated my blogroll in a zillion years, added a picture to the About Me thing, solved the daily Humor Blogs puzzle of what tricks I should perform to ensure high ratings, or ever really figured out how to load the BlogHer advertising thingy, which I'm sure is far less complicated.
But Sarah, phew - she's got it all goin' on around here, and I don't want her to know what an incompetent I am. So help me out, wouldja?
I guess we can start by wiping my long-winded fingerprints off the fridge, and vacuuming some of my bitter and cranky footprints off the front mat. I was a little overwhelmed at the thought of keeping this fine place up, too, so there's some condensation marks from the wine bottle on the counter.
Those exclamation points on the toilet seats, though? Not mine!
Just so you know.
Hope you had a great time!
We'll be back on Monday to hear about it!
OK. Fine. Maybe the exclamation points were mine.
Darn. I'll go back and wipe 'em off.