Scenes from Sunday

April 2nd, 2012

When I was a little girl, I loved the passage in Little House on the Prairie where Ma and the girls spring clean their cabin. I used to wish I could sleep on a mattress stuffed with clean prairie grass.  The closest we get to spring cleaning is the annual gutting of out my oldest son’s room to make way for my snowbird mom, who is arriving this week from Canada.

What separates teens from little boys is the number of parts of their toys.


What separates men from boys are cordless power tools.


What separates us from savages is wire shelving.


Nana will have to make do with the old mattress stuffing, but at least one inhabitant in this house got new bedding.


We’ve had “Hermie” for almost as long as I’ve had a blog. In that time, he has accumulated some nice furniture.


And eaten a few roommates.

If he still had neighbors, they would probably describe him as a “loner.”

I describe him as “a tricked out cockroach.”

Do you “spring clean?” Is that still a thing?


3 Responses to “Scenes from Sunday”

  1. I did a major part of my spring cleaning today. Only two more rooms to go. We’re knocking some walls down in our kitchen next week as we begin our big kitchen renovation so all my cleaning will be for nought when the dust starts to fly.

  2. […] Yesterday’s post about spring cleaning reminded me of this bit of “found” humor, vintage housekeeping hints, published to my first blog several years ago. I thought it was ripe for a repost. The annotations are mine, but the quoted material is unaltered.  And absolutely priceless. I wonder what the D-I-Y and homemaking blogs of today will read like tomorrow?  […]

  3. Marie says:

    “What separates us from savages is wire shelving.” heeheehee!

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