M&M

What did I just spend a whole evening doing?   Well, glad you asked.   Separating the good from the bad M&Ms.  

Christmas M&M bag

 

What???   No, no, I meant the green from the good!

Mixed bag of M&Ms

 

“Bad” and “Good” M&Ms

 

No! I meant the green from the red!

 

There are NO bad M&Ms!!

Just green is bad for my next party theme- Valentine’s Day.

JUST the “Bad” green ones

 

I need red,

JUST the “Good” red ones

 

white, pink and purple.

Unfortunately for me, all that’s on clearance right now is the Christmas candy.   But hey!    If all I have is red for Valentine’s, then we’re gonna pretend red is all we needed!

And, the “bad” ones taste just as good!

Cupful of just red M&Ms

 

 

Putting them in a purple cup MAKES them purple, right???

(What do you mean where are the green ones??   How should I know??   I’m innocent, I swear!   They were just right there!   What do you mean why is my hand green???   Dang it!   They promised they wouldn’t melt in my hand!!)

 

Join the party here:     

http://www.purfylle.com

Nicole’s Nice

I finally had a few coins jingling in my pockets, so I was able to hire Nicole Ramer from OrganizedByNicole  to come clean and organize for me.   The cleaning took most of her time.   (Hi, remember me, PurpleSlob??)

She is running a special for Polk County, $25 an hour for cleaning.  She just added that to her menu of services.  And, she doesn’t use harsh chemicals!   Baking soda, vinegar, Dawn, and lemon essential oil.  The house smelled so pretty!   It fooled me into thinking she had snuck behind my back, and squooze fresh lemons, and made lemonade!!

http://www.voyantes.net/blog

 

 

Alas, she had not.  😦

But, it was a good fantasy while it lasted!!

Anyway, this is how you know you’ve had an organizer clean your bathroom:

 

 

Did I mention that I LOVE HER????

She knows how to take of the important things FIRST!! lol

Tune in next week, to see what other miracles she performs!!

dreaded doorbell deadline

Yesterday, (many yesterdays ago, now) I got a phone call.

(By candlelight, apparently)

“I’m coming over, be there in an  hour.”

So, I’m guessing each one is 15 minutes??

Panic! Only 1 hour get ready!!

Exact replica of my expression!

First time visitor! I want to make a good impression!  I haven’t seen her in over 2 yrs!

Nony calls it F.O.U.D.  Fear of unexpected doorbell.  Perfect description, and diagnosis!

Took a quick shower.

(No pix exist of this.  You’re welcome.)

Dishes-10 min or less.

5 min pick up was all I needed!  Had time to sit down for lunch.

Whew! So relieved in such good shape since blog.

Left floor- oh well. Visitable not perfect!

Relaxed and enjoyed visit.

But then she wanted to go in bedroom!

Nooooooo!!!!

Sigh. Oh well at least I made a good first impression!

Judy’s Jottings

{Sorry, Janice, for taking your title!}

Judy from Edwina’s Episodes has challenged me to a quote battle frolic.  She is such a funny blogger.  She makes light of her foibles in everyday life.  And did I mention, she’s funny?

Thanks Judy!

Day 1

Laughter does good, like a medicine, but a broken spirit dries the bones.  Proverbs 17:22  NKJV

My latest, and newest favorite

Here are the rules of the challenge:

• Thank the blogger, who nominated you.
• Publish 3 quotes on 3 consecutive days in your blog. It can be your own, or from a book, movie or from anyone who inspires you.
• Nominate 3 more bloggers to carry on this endeavour.

Most important: have fun!

My nominees (should they wish to accept) are:

Gail

Susie

Ralph

Dishes, Dishes, Dreaded Ding Dong Dishes

Man, you think I’d be done writing about dishes!  Ah so, ah no!

This past weekend, I had PP.   I love having her so much!

But: she wears me out!  I tend to her, and (maybe) get a bath too, but that’s it!  No cleaning, dishes or laundry on her watch! lol

So, when she left Sunday night, and there was a full sink of dishes, did I jump in there like a good lil housekeeper, and do ’em all up?

Yeah, right!  If you’ve been here very long, you know the answer is a resounding NO!

Anyway, there sat the pitiful, but still pretty!, dang dirty dishes.

BUT!  to rejuvenate, first I had to sleep 12 hours.  Yes, I sleep 12 hours, and your point?

When I came into the kitchen to find food,  there they were, staring at me, mocking me:  “Purple Slob in Recovery, huh?  Recover this!”

Ooooohhh, I despised them at that moment.

So, I did what any good slob would do, I ignored them, and ate my breakfast.  (A non-dish-requiring breakfast of fresh blueberries, outta the container, and a cheese stick.)

no dishes needed

Then, s l o w l y, I dragged myself back into the kitchen, and confronted them.

“You’re going down, today, Sassy Pants!”

So I organized them, dumped the contents, re-arranged them, alphabetized them…..

And after starting to think I might actually have to DO them, I caught myself.  Wait!  I’m a slogger!! (slob-blogger for you new followers.)  I HAVE to take pix for the blog!!

So, I stretched that out as long as I could….

Here they are stacked nicely, sorta….

Okay, fine!  I’ll do the dishes!  But only so they can’t mock me anymore!

Mailbox mistakes

My mailbox is now purple! Yay!

And I didn’t have to go out into the heat, and do it! Double yay!!

Then I decided I needed to do something for myself.  So, I made up my mind to put on the letters.

I did it myself! The letters, that is.

Yes, there are

mistakes,

but I did it myself!  (anyone remember those Shake and Bake commercials? and that adorable little girl?)

So they’re not exactly even, pppffffftt

So there’s gaps, pppffftt

I’m

not perfect.  Deal. Get over it.  I have!

It’s purple, it’s labeled, it’s mine.

It keeps mail dry.

We’re all good here!

Strawberry Slush

Part 1 Strawberry City, part two, Man Giant, part three, Strawberry Banquet, part four, Strawberry Love.

They are a happy family.

Mama lives with them, and keeps messes to a  minimum.

Then disaster strikes!

Man Giant is sent to a Northern City for his job.  Sadly, Strawberry Girl packs up the family, and they all move.

Poor Strawberry Girl manages to feed and diaper Baby Strawberry Giant, but little else.

Poor Man Giant had to come home from work, and then do all the house work.

Strawberry Girl is ashamed of herself, but does not know what to do.

Finally, some good news!

The Anticipation of a  2nd baby!

OH NO!!!

Disaster strikes twice!

Man Giant is  sent to the  ARCTIC Circle,

before baby # 2 is born.

Baby Strawberry Giant becomes Toddler Strawberry Giant, and receives gift of Newborn Strawberry Giant for her birthday.

Since Man Giant is already gone, Strawberry Girl has to do all the moving herself, with 2 little Giants.   Strawberry Girl is Exhausted,

by the time she reaches her new home.  It was a 24 hr journey.

Strawberry  Girl gets sick.   Sicker, sicker, and sicker.  Man Giant gets frustrated doing all the work, all the time.

Tells Strawberry Girl to go to the Dr.

Dr. tells Strawberry Girl she has……

To Be Continued….