I love walking barefoot on the beach, feeling the sand in my toes. I do NOT, however, enjoy walking barefoot in my kitchen and feeling the same thing. I would bet my last nerve that I'm not alone.
Today we will begin our journey into the vast world of sweeping. So grab a broom and join me as we practice the art of pushing a broom.
My daughter has a bunch of fish. They have names like Pinkie and Blue Streak. They don't ask for much, mostly because they can't speak, but I'm pretty sure they are happy to see me in the mornings since I AM THE ONLY ONE FEEDING THEM!
Take note, this is an important lesson on keeping pets alive.
I straighten this photo—Every. Single. Fucking. Day. Today was no exception. As one might imagine, the frame is an inanimate object, incapable of moving itself. Therefore, someone else must have moved it, but do you know what they didn't do? Put it back where it belonged.
Maybe they didn't know how to?
Let's remedy that situation by guiding them through the process, shall we?
Congratulations, you made it to level two!
It is a strange phenomenon when you witness a person wolfing down a bag of stale chips—because they didn't watch THIS OR THIS—and they fail to notice all of the tiny crumbs falling to their death on your clean, granite countertop. Well get ready, because I'm about to rock your world with a quick lesson on clean up!