Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Laundry


Laundry is a noun that refers to the act of washing clothing and linens, the place where that washing is done, and/or that which needs to be, is being, or has been laundered.
Thank you Wikipedia.

How do you do laundry?
Do you have a system?
A pre-scheduled day of suffering each week?
Do you like it? (shudder)
Do you make your kids do it?
Do you just give everything away once a month and buy all new clothes?
After you wash it do you fold it right there?
Do you put it on your table?
Your bed?
Leave it in the baskets and let people fish for what they need?
How do you fold your laundry with you children awake?
How do you put the clothes away when your children are asleep?

Laundry is my nemesis... I'd rather clean toilets every day, all day.
Unfortunately, laundry isn't one of those things you can fudge.
It's done or it's not.

So- how do you do it?
And how do I keep from growing a small mountain on my bedroom floor in my effort to avoid it?

(I told you, moving things from the not good at to the good at pile this year)

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Have I Done Any Good in the World Today?

Lyrics


Who is Mother Goose anyway?
I've always wondered how old children's songs and rhymes came to be.
Perhaps Havah holds all the answers.


Look of these little ditties:
(I just types while she sang int he living room to her baby dolls)

Fran and stew, Fran and stew, ally-oup ally oup, please give me a donut please give me a donut, ally-oup. (Sung to "Where is Thumbkin")

All ways twisted ally-oup always twisted ally-oup, allways twisted ally-oup all around the basket. (Also sung to 'Where is Thumbkin")

After she got all warmed up, she felt more free to take creative license. Classic Remixes by Havah with new lyrics.

Lock-a-bye baby my lock. tie up you baby. tie up tie up. Row Row your boat down the stream. Merrily Merrily Merrily, Rice is but a dream. this is my baby tied up now twist around out of Town.

Twinkle tea, Twinkle Tea, Butter Milk, Butter Milk. Pour vanilla and salt vanilla and salt on that goof-bally.

And this wife doesn't have a butchers. This cranberry soup will taste kind of yucky. Cranberries in soup, this must be the silly time. Cranberry soup.