Paper Purgathon- Prep

Today I’m gonna totally cheat, and count this for both the Purgathon series,

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and the Seven Seconds Scullery series, because it’s paper purging, in the kitchen.                Is that cheating??            Multi-tasking?         Or just wise time management??

Here’s the hot spot for today.  

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15 minutes on the timer, GO!

slob, humor, bath bombs     Since these were right on top, I picked them up first.    Now, a dilemma.      My mentor, Dana, sez take stuff to where it belongs, right now!    But, I’m lazy, soooo I doan wanna do that!!       (But, she totally has a good reason for it.      It eliminates making a bigger mess.)         So, do I listen to her, and do it the right Dana way, or make a pile, and take all the like things together later?        To my surprise, I decided to listen for once, and took them to the bathroom right away.

slob, humor, bath bombs in bathroom      But wait a minute!!        Why did you have bath bombs on your microwave to begin with??          Well, because DD1 made them in a craft class, on her birthday, and she doesn’t have a bath tub.       That still doesn’t explain the “on the microwave” part.        Because it’s right by the door, duh!        She may or may not have inherited a dab bit of my lazy bones.

Next!

Extra pill box, that I gave to Mama, and boomeranged right back.         And in the donate box it went!       YAY- me!!

PP’s day care papers.       (Sometimes those people worry me.      Look at how close in size the “small” and “large” ovals are!!         Besides they’ve spelt her name 4 or 5 different (Wrong) ways now.      And completely re-named PPJr.       Happily, DD1 likes the new name, and is calling her that now, as a nickname!       Poor girl is gonna be so confused….)   Hung on the walls in her room.

I need to learn some new discipline techniques!       Dealing with a strong willed child isn’t easy!          But, it was easy to know right where the book went!

slob, humor, recycling       Confession- I did NOT take these straight to recycling.    I waited till I was going out the door.       I only go up or down my outside steps ONE time!     (at the time, at least.)

Grandmama gave PP the bracelet.        Considering it’s giraffes, I was shocked she let go of it!         Banished to a shelf in girls’ room.       The pink bone(?) thingy, file 13, don’t pass go.

slob, humor, mid process   Mid process.


slob, humor, papers, pix    Pile o’ papers moved to recliner, to sort later.     I know, I know, I disobeyed Dana’s rule.       (Have I ever mentioned I’m a rule rebel??)

                The “fine china” went in the cupboard.

Aha!      So THAT’s where that was hiding!!

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FREE Jr Frostys for a year! Yeah, baby!!

By this time, the 15 minutes were up.      Here’s the end results.      (Except I did take the Christmas stuff to its bin, when I went out the door finally.)

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And the reason the roach motels are still there:  I knew it would be an long, involved process, setting them up, and replacing all the full ones, with these new ones.       So, just better to leave it for another day.


I’m as happy as can be with the way that spot looks!!         Now, the REAL work begins, of keeping it clear like that!!!        (It’s such a handy spot to set stuff down, just inside the door!!) 

So that’s 15 more minutes added to the SS Scullery.     Total so far: 2 hours, 40 minutes.

 

“C” Saw

The “C” word again???      Melinda, I’m so proud of you!      You just might turn into a cook after all!!  Really?     You think so?       At my age?        Yup, I really think you’re on your way!        After all, haven’t you cooked once a week for 4 weeks now?          Yes, I have!        Proof that an old dog CAN learn new tricks!

But, of course, just to be safe, I had to self explanatory

“when can you call yourself a cook?”       (I wouldn’t want to get myself in trouble with the law, or anything!)         


 First result:  when can you call yourself a chef? – Page 2 – ChefTalk.com

http://www.cheftalk.com › … › Professional Food Service › Professional Chefs

 
Jan 23, 2005 – 30 posts – ‎26 authors

I know many “nonprofessionals” that can cook killer meals. But are … You can technically call yourself a Chef the minute you are the person …

 


Well, I’m not ABOUT to go so far as to call myself a chef!       Even calling myself a cook still sounds like a stretch to me!      So, on to more results.


Sixth result: (getting hotter!)    

The Difference Between a Cook and a Chef : The Reluctant Gourmet

http://www.reluctantgourmet.com › Education › Culinary Careers

 

Jun 15, 2011 – Do You Know The Difference Between a Professional Chef and a Cook? To most … A cook, on the other hand, can expect to: Prepare …. I couldn’t agree more, and the CUSTOMER doesn’t care what you call yourself

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At the bottom of the page, as a related search: 

A cook is a person who prepares food for consumption. A cook is sometimes referred to as a chef, although in the professional kitchen, the terms are not interchangeable.
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YAY!!!!        So, I can officially call myself a cook now!!!       I have accomplished that goal!!      All done now, thanks.        I can die in peace.

slob, humor, me cooking!

Grungy Grabage

Uh, Melinda?

Yeah?

Grungy Grabage makes no sense.    {Also, it rhymes with cabbage, but I digress.}

OOPS!    Sorry!    That’s supposed to be grungy garbage, not grabage.

Well, that does make more sense then.

Y’all know I’m not too proud to show ya ALL my grungy grunk.     But, what am I to do when I keep forgetting to document it??

Recreate it??

Only when it’s something like a to-do list!     Not gonna purposefully make my garbage can really grungy again, just to photograph it!

Not to worry, it’ll get grungy again on its own!     Then you can take a pic!     How’s that??

ARGH!!          Okay, think, think!!     (sound of creaky wheels turning)      Alright, I know!     I’ll just wait and take a pic of the dirty water, in the can, and that will show how dirty it WAS!

Brilliant!      But, hey, what made you think of washing the trash can anyways?      That’s not something you usually do!

Ya got me there!     I went to throw something away, and it was across the room, so I grabbed it, pulled it closer, then, BLAM!       My olfactory nerves were so severely assaulted, that my neuro-pathways temporarily shut down.     I was paralyzed for a few seconds, but then the horrendous stench acted like smelling salts, and brought me back outta the daze.   I hurriedly tied up the offending bag, handed it to SF, dumped a gallon of soap in there, and sprayed it half full of hot water.     My quick thinking action is probably what saved my life. If I had sniffed that any longer, I’d probably been paralyzed for life!!     The amount of toxins per liter was eleventy bajillion!!

(Wonder where I can learn how to install a scratch-n-sniff sticker??)

So, here’s the dirty water pic ya wanted to see.

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Isn’t it glorious??

Uh, not really.    Unless glorious now means gross, that is!     Besides, I didn’t want to see it!     You wanted to see it!

And now, ta-da!!          

slob, humor, still dirty

Nope, not clean, just dry.

Oh, oops!    Someone didn’t realize there was water in it, and threw in a coupla paper towels.       That took care of that!        Now, it’s all dry!          Thanks, XH!!       But, still dirty.         Guess there’s nothing else for it, but to scrub by hand, since the-soapy -water-left-to-itself method didn’t work.

So, I had to get out the 

slob, humor, lysol wipes   and actually scrub!     Because after all this time, (to my shame I started this post 3 months ago) the dirt had hardened back again.     Pictorial proof:

slob, humor, scrubbing      Now, Ta-da!!       For realz this time!!

The pretty, clean, and completely grungy-grabage-free can!       (All you cleanies hide your eyes, you will probably faint.)slob, humor, clean can

Well, okay, except for that 1 spot on the side.    And that little dirt at the bottom.  

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But, I promise  it is a sterile spot, and sterile dirt!      I have the acid eaten hands to prove it!  Fine!      I’ll go back and wipe again.

Better now??      Ummm, how bow dah??      The spot is still there!slob, humor, cleaner can

And, it’s gonna stay there!!     I couldn’t scrape it off with my thumb nail, and it’s been thoroughly sterilized, so good enough for me!

I’m calling DONE!

Blessed Blogger

Another Blogger Recognition Award!         I’m so blessed to have so many friends here in the blogosphere!               Thank you, Kuddos and Kiddos!!

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(My first one was from Pearly, who has sadly stopped blogging.     😦        And my second one was from Brenda at Camellia’s Cottage.)

 

Here are the rules:

  • Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.  

  • check  (How do I make a check mark??)
  • Write a post to show your award.

  • in progress

(Here is the pic again, just in case you forgot what it looked like, it’s been so long a whole paragraph ago.)

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  • Give a brief story of how your blog started.

  • YAY!!      Y’all know how much I LOVE to blab about myself!!

slob, humor, happy!                Me, me, me , meeeee!!!!

  • Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.

  • YAY!!       Y’all know how much I LOVE to tell people what to do!     (Others, of course!  Not myself!)
  • Select 15 other bloggers you want to give this award to.

Wail!!      

slob, humor, waaaahhhh!

  • This is always the hardest part, feeling like I’m leaving people out, cuz I can only pick 15!!
  • Comment on each blog and let them know you have nominated them and provide the link to the post you created.

  • YAY!       I love yakking to others, and telling good news!

Ok, brief story of blog beginning.     Ay yi yi!     Brief is soooo hard for me!     (Oops!  There I’ve already wasted 7 words, nope, 15…nope….   Just stop counting already and move on!!)

I am was a life long slob.      I decided in 2014 to clean up my act.      I gathered inspiration from Dana @ A Slob Comes Clean,   slob, humor, Nony     and others, and started out.      SLOWLY, very slowly.     My First Day was just sweeping, and mopping the living room, and it left me out of breath, and sweating.

I gathered momentum as I went along, and here I am 2 and 1/2 years later, all clean!      (And if you believe that, I have a bridge to sell ya!)        I’ll undoubtedly be blogging about this subject till I’m old, and gray.      You’re already old, and gray!      Does that mean you’re done now??          Uh, nope, I’ll be blogging about this until I forget how to type!

Advice: Hmmmmm…

#1. Have fun!

#2. Proofread each article at LEAST 3 times!!

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Well, I guess not tooo hard…

15 Bloggers:

  1. Susie
  2. ABR
  3. Cluster of Stars
  4. Claremary
  5. Teri
  6. David
  7. Jen
  8. Jena
  9. Grace
  10. Katie
  11. Robyn
  12. Gilly
  13. Linda
  14. Barb
  15. Anne

 

Can’t wait to read what y’all write!

Love Letter

Love Letter to my new  Purple Shower Curtain.

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How do I love thee?  Let me count the ways.

#1 I love you to the depth and breadth and height that the bathroom can reach.

#2 Thy long lovely lavender locks flowing from the ceiling to (almost) the floor delight mine eyes.

#3 They shade me from the harsh light, bathing me in soft wondrous lavender hues, delighting my soul.

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#4 Thy great beaded rings gliding along the bar like graceful beaked swans gliding along the pond, maketh mine ears to rejoice in the sound.

slob, humor, shower rings

#5 Thy plastic shields my floor from being flooded, and keepeth my feet dry.

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#6 The sheer sight of you fills my heart with pure joy.

#7 I love you with the smiles, and tears of my whole life.

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Oh how I love thee!!

#8 And if God choose, I shall but love thee better after your death.

 


Inspiration, and partial author’s credit to 

Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 18061861

 

Paper Purgathon Paperbacks

Paper Purgathon Paperbacks isn’t exactly about paperbacks, it’s about hard back books, and magazines, and paperbacks.      Okay, so it IS about paper backs, then, right??          Yes, it is.  Then why did you say it wasn’t??         Um, I meant to say it isn’t JUST about paperbacks!   Well, in the future, please say what you mean, and mean what you say.        Snarky- party of 1! Can I please just get on with the post now???            (mutters under breath)         Fine, go ahead. Besides, the hard back books DID have paper backs too, technically.       What??          The hard backs had paper jackets, so they are paper backs too.           When did you become a lawyer??

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Paper Purgathon

Paper Purgathon- Pact

Paper Purgathon- Palisade

Paper Purgathon- Pal

Paper Purgathon- Pile

Paper Purgathon- Perch

Paper Purgathon Paused

Paper Purgathon Presumed

So, since Presumed wasn’t about any actual de-cluttering either, we are now officially on Day 6, of 21 days.     So, that means there’s __ days left.      Again with the math!!        Can we just please skip the torture, this time, of watching you slowly, and painfully counting on your fingers??        And toes!    

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These little piggies...

Don’t forget the toes!!        Who can forget the toes??        But it wasn’t just the toes, it was the peas -n- toes that still haunts me….

For those who are new, and don’t know what we’re talking about.

You’re welcome.       Now your eyes have been initiated too!         Now that it’s too late, to “un-see that”, don’t you wish you had run away??        Well, now’s the time to run away screaming, before you’re forced to view the next hideous thing!!       You’re still here??         Don’t say I didn’t warn you!

For peas’ sake, can we peas get back to paperbacks????

Okay, so I hafta do 15 minutes of paper de-cluttering today.      So, I looked around, in my usual “What can I blog about today??” way, and my eyes landed on a book, by my bed.      And of course, being the brilliant blogopher that I am, I forgot to photograph it.         (So, if you’ll just excuse me a moment,  I’ll just quietly fake the shot now.)

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Just a bedside book, nothing to see here. Move along.

And a thought balloon appeared over my head!

Books start with P!                  No they don’t.               Oh yeah, they don’t.          

 (furrows brow, squinches mouth, thinks intently)

slob, humor, thinking really hard!

Think! Think!

Aha!       Paperback starts with P!!                Can’t argue with that!

So, I wandered around the house, looking for books I’d finished reading, that needed to be returned to the library.        Uh, oh!        How much is this gonna cost??

No, no, no!!      Not the Public one!       The one here in the Park!!       I think I’ve finally learned my lesson there!

Here’s my bounty.

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3 real, genuine paper backs

2 fake paper backs, AKA   hard backs covered with paper jackets

2 paper magazines

That’s a tidy little stack of papers to purge!!          Why, thanks!        I’m rather proud of this 15 minutes of purging!          Really??     It took you 15 minutes to gather those up??          Well, no, but…       But what?       Then I still hadda go out to Vanronica, start ‘er up, drive to the clubhouse, and go inside!      Whoop de doo!       You had to drive a whole 5 blocks.      Waaaaah, waaaah!           I’ll have you know it was a tenth of a mile!       AND, I hadda drive back!         So, yes! it was 15 minutes!

Folks, I’m just done now, as I’m sure you are too.

Pass on by, pass on by.

Paper Purgathon Presumed

 

I mean the Paused Paper Purgathon is being resumed, of course.  I just presumed you’d know that!

Now that Christmas, and New Year’s are over, and it’s more than a month later, I thought it might be time to get back to it.

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Now remember, I only promised 15 minutes a day.    So these posts will just be small snippets.      But still long, I imagine.      You do NOT know how to be brief!

Here’s a reminder of our journey so far.

Paper Purgathon

Paper Purgathon- Pact

Paper Purgathon- Palisade

Paper Purgathon- Pal

Paper Purgathon- Pile

Paper Purgathon- Perch

So that’s _ days so far.     Oh dear!      Time out while I count!      slob, humor, counting

 

 

 

 

 

 

slob, humor, I can count to 5!  Whew!     It was only up to 5!  I can handle that!     On 1 hand even!

I know, you counted 6 posts, but the first one doesn’t count, since I only talked about purging, but didn’t actually do any.       Okay, since today is not any actual purging either, just more talk about the same, how many actual work days, of purging do I need??

That would be 21 minus 5, Melinda.      Do ya need any help with that??      You do have to carry the one, ya know.

I can do it!     By myself!         (Oh boy!    Do I hear echos of PP, or what??!!)

And the answer is:  16.       Final answer?        Yup.          Congratulations!!        You answered a first grade math question correctly!

(No photo possible, I can’t use both hands, and both feet, AND take the pix!)

Alrightey then, after today, I need 16 more posts to make it to the end of Queen Anne’s 21 day challenge.       And we’ll see how many months THAT ends up taking!