I entered an essay in a contest the local paper had to win a $1000 room redecorating.
I decided to enter the kitchen and out of 321 entries.. mine apparently was 321!
I just went down and retrieved the paper from the end of the driveway and another person had won.. I hadn’t even made it to the top twenty! In the end after reading the article I think that my room was put in the pile of rooms that were too bad to have their needs met with $1000; but hey they do it on Trading Spaces all the time!
So here is my entry for your enjoyment. Azia and I worked on it together and based it one of her favourite books Today I Feel Silly by Jamie Lee Curtis.
Today I feel chilly
My kitchen is cold,
The windows are drafty and the linoleum is old.
Today I’m cranky nothing seems right
The microwave’s broken and cooking dinner takes all night.
The counters are orange,
Wallpaper striped blue,
This kitchen looks weird,
Oh what will I do?
Our waters not tasty,
It comes from our well,
A water filtration sure would be swell.
Today I am angry; you better stay clear!
The baby gets into everything, cleanup takes a year!
So as you can see baby proofing’s a must
I really need some new ideas I can trust!
Today I feel worried the floor’s a big NO!
There’s rusty nail heads and staples,
Where little feet go.
I’d rather feel excited or glad,
Than worried, chilly, angry or sad.
So please Beacon Journal come improve my mood,
Please make my kitchen safe and warm for my brood.
Well there were many other adventures for our kitchen in the last two days..
First Winnie the Pooh came for a visit!
Or oh.. that’s not Pooh Bear it’s Caleb! Off to the tub!
Then there was a lovely father daughter cooking class..
And while that was going on … behind them..
So after Mom and Dad groused at each other a bit.. the usual ‘why’d you let them do that?’;and Julian kicked cinamon in the little guy’s face. Both were wisked off to the tub for yet another scrubbing!
Then of course Caleb being in the tub and free of a diaper did what babies do;he went poo in the tub! Quickly both were wisked out of the tub. The coast being cleared in the kitchen I took him downstairs and went back for his brother. And there on the edge of the tub was the cat, who had decided that the poo looked like an interesting creature in the tub. YOW!
Ah. Now all is well, all boys are restored to clean, clothes and bellies full of pancakes. 😯
As for knitting, my sweater is *done* and in the wash. So a post will be entered later on that subject!
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