I wake up and have company. Somebody’s been sleeping in my bed!

It’s true. We have truly been blessed with family and friends in our life. We are so lucky to share the love of our two families. Biff and I are blessed to share appreciation, genuine enjoyment and pure love of family…and friends.

No motives. No agendas. Just goodness and caring for each one of our family members…even if they make us crazy sometimes. We are luckier than most because crazy doesn’t happen often. Well, the fun crazy happens plenty and we welcome that.

We decided long ago that we wanted the friends in our life who really care…and who we care about. We enjoy all kinds of people but we stick to real and honest for our true friends.

Not everyone can live a life of purely true friendships. So many issues come up. We see so many folks get caught up….we made a conscious choice not to go this route.

What club do they belong to? Who cares. Where does he live? Who cares. Schools? Seriously? We laugh at that and the people so desperate to feed us a resume.

Biff and I have friends from all walks of life. Sure, many friends have a similar back round..it’s familiar. But oh how much we would miss if we didn’t see the way others live.

We can still remember some of the moments we felt most uncomfortable for people we had just met….
I went to H, I went to H, I went to H…one husband slipped into the conversation inside out and upside down. OH. Who cares? Are you good to your family? Do you give to your community?

I grew up in G. I grew up in G. I grew up in G. OH. Who cares? Are you nice? Are you kind?

I only shop at B. B has the finest clothing. I love the quality at B. OH. Who cares? Are you happy? Are you a bore?

We laugh. We know one man who works so hard at it that others turn the other way. The dog is pure bread…the “right” breed and the best breeder. The school is an elite school. The clothes are desperately worked on with all of the labels that matter…to him. Why is it so important? Because he has nothing else to share. The facade is only interesting for a few moments. People want real unless they’re not real and they’re playing the game of life….that’s not play, that’s a full time job. No thanks. It’s not fun if it’s not real.

Oops. We never got the sailboat to the beach today. We’re aiming for tomorrow. Now that the sailing team’s season has ended, TJ and Grace can sail with friends after school.

Boo on the stripped couch with clickers. A study in black and white.

It’s true. Grace actually sent this text. Believe it or not, Biff and TJ were on their way to Dunkin Donuts. TJ wanted to try a mocha coffee. So, Grace lucked out. Texting. I can’t even imagine how I got by without it as a teenager. Oh wait. I either got thirsty or used a water fountain. Then again, I’m the one who told my kids that water fountains have cooties. Yes. Cooties. I still think that. It’s funny that they call some parents of this generation helicopter parents. Maybe we should say we have bungee kids!  I’m okay with some of it. Like the text above the Dunkin Donut request…that was my request for Grace to go to bed. She was watching “Meet The Fockers”…I was in bed. Texting Grace was easier than getting out of bed!

Since Biff was doing some work on the ladder, TJ took a trip to the roof. I will admit that it was quite a surprise to be cleaning the car, glance up and see my son on the roof. Cute. I took a breath. A big breath!

Since I had the hose out for the bleach process, I began the Mr. Clean project with the car mats….and since the hose was still out, I washed Daisy….with the Mr. Clean already in the bucket, I decided to scrub the inside of the car….all our travels with wet and sandy dogs throughout the winter, spring, summer and fall tends to take a toll. Yes …all of the seasons…it’s been awhile.

While I had the hose out, I decided to get the gentle/no tears puppy shampoo for Daisy. She was rather muddy but not to thrilled for her luxe treatment. It worked though at first she was resistant.

In case I wasn’t involved with enough hard core cleaning detergent. Mr. Clean had to help me with these floor mats. Yes. Just like the commercial says, they are great for the mud, dirt, snow, rain….but who even thought about how dirty they would be. So…..today was the day. Serious cleaning.

And one more swirl for good luck. I added some Oxyclean too…then I got into foaming slipcovers. Anything to FINISH this process!

Just kidding. I just had to add one more for the effect.

MORE. MORE. MORE. If you’re tired of these pics….just IMAGINE how tired I am of stirring up my witches brew. Soak. Soak. Soak. My fingers are numb.

Swirling. Swishing. Swirling. I’ve been babysitting these slipcovers for a whole week. They’ve been like extra animals in the house. More responsibility. I can’t leave them alone without supervision. Constant watch and with that, I have dishpan hands.

Ink spots…still. BIG ink spots. VERY BIG ink spots. HUGE ink spots.

Swish. Swish. Swish. Still swishing.