Happy Easter ‘n all. Easter was really early this year…hardly any time to eat all the peeps I wanted. Really I think they ought to put Easter on the same Sunday of every year. That and scrap daylight savings.
This is a picture that reminds me of my kidhood. Every Saturday Mom would make us scrub the house, mop the floors, clean the walls, vacuum, sort the closets, etc. She termed it “deep cleaning.” I hated it. Well, okay, now that I’m older deep cleaning isn’t such a bad idea. But trust me, back then, it was torture. I don’t know how she got us to clean…we scattered like cockroaches the minute she said the “d” and “c” words.
The bubbles were the funnest part of this picture.