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Sunday, April 26, 2009

The Relatives are NOT Begone....

Oh no.  The humidifier did not work.  The relatives will be back next weekend, to bring the manboy from the last visit, back to live here.  Luckily, not here here....not here in the center of the universe, Lulu's Sandbar, paradise ground zero.  

So the parents are helping him move and have oh-so-nicely asked if they can hang out here for the weekend.  Because of course, they know that we're deck.  And it's cool, truly - it's a cousin relationship, not a sibling thing, which automatically takes the angst level down a few notches.

But c'mon!  How many times do I have to put out clean towels and sheets and the welcome mat and clean the toilet this year???  And put the toilet paper ON the holder, not propped on top like it is at Miss Yvonne's house?  Seriously people.  I'm busy drinking wine and crafting.  I cannot be expected to be a Merry Maid as well.

I've always wanted my own Alice, since the days of The Brady Bunch.  Wouldn't that be great - plus, with her boyfriend Sam the Butcher providing us with prime steaks and all to go with the wine - sweeet!  Where are the Alices?

Anyway, as a result, Mr. M and I spent our wedding anniversary weekend cleaning, power-washing, painting and purchasing.  Fortunately, because it is the anniversary, we pinky-swore not to argue, just to slog through and get it all done in this 90-degree heat.  Plus he still has a cute butt, and certain other promises were made.  Not that I'll have to follow through because he'll be asleep on the couch in just about 30 minutes from now but hey, I did MY part.

I'm such a giver.

4 comments:

Insanity Kim said...

I say once the third visit comes around, the undies stay on the floor, the fruit flies hand around and the tissues *just* make it to the edge of the full wastebasket. Pinkie swear to fight every moment with hubby as you slosh wine around and scream obscenities with steak stuck in your teeth. If they stick around for that then wow, you have a very tolerant family, or the sandbar is worth it!

mich said...

I got nothing compared to Insanity Kim's comment, which is perfection.
Happy Anniversary! xo

diane said...

I really wish Cute Hubby would stop leaving his profile up. I wonder how many comments I've left in his name.

word ver.- reduou - mispelled word for do it again.

Miss Yvonne said...

I hear ya on this...before we had the renters, our spare bedrooms were constantly being used by my husband's visiting family. I guess that's one good thing about the renters.