Sunday, August 23, 2009


Guess what I've been doing?

Did you guess steam cleaning the carpets?

You did? Well good for you, help yourself to a cookie and a cup of juice - just don't spill the juice on the damned carpet. It took me three different cleaners and a scrub brush to get rid of the mystery spot in the sunroom.

I think I killed the steam cleaner though. We've had it for 16 or 17 years and it might be time for a new one. I'm pretty sure I can't fix this one. I did get the downstairs done before it began leaking water and whining (Ok, the whining noise might have been me. Might have). I still have the stairs and the upper level to do. Guess I'll be shopping for a new steam machine tomorrow.


On the plus side, there's little funnier than watching the idiot brothers walk across damp carpet. The big sissies act like their feet are going to catch on fire. Silly cats.

Shopkat on the other hand, is outside in the driveway right now.

Sitting in the rain.

Between steaming the carpets and antagonizing the cats I listened to UCFer Vince on WELY radio, streaming live from the fetid steamy Venus-like dinosaur infested jungles of Ely, Minnesota, and talked to friends and readers on chat and via email. Hell, I even got invited to a BBQ by people I don't even know - thanks Ed and Jan.

So far it's been a pretty good day, all things considered.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go make dough and add dumpling to the chicken stew.

Later this evening there will be the next installment of the health care series.


  1. ...streaming live from the fetid steamy Venus-like dinosaur infested jungles of Ely, Minnesota...

    I'll have you know that there has been very little steaming going on this summer (it's been much cooler than average so far), it's not jungle, it's forest, and it's infested with bears and moose and deer and ticks and mosquitoes.

    And of course you were invited to a BBQ by people you don't even know. Those of us who know you know better.

    You killer of steam carpet cleaners and torturer of poor cats whose only wish is to walk on dry carpets you.

  2. Umm you do know me but you don't, does that make sense? I commented on your driving the Glen post, I'm the poor soddin woman who gets to drive to Anchorage each day for work dodging the bloody eejit CLOUDS (Centre lane over user drivers) and the ones who insist on sitting in the outside lane doing 64 and a half mph
    Oh well at least its only for 4 weeks and I have Saturday off so see you at the BBQ, bring the family along too

  3. Last time I lived in Anchorage, we had a cat that loved to romp in the snow - even though, along with every step came a shaking off of the paw...

  4. "streaming live from the fetid steamy Venus-like dinosaur infested jungles of Ely, Minnesota"



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