Saturday, August 07, 2010

Pretending I'm on Twitter and Facebook...

I will post updates for the rest of the weekend - just little twits and twats - like I'm famous or something.

3:31 PM:  Okay - now I'm going to brush my teeth and my hair and head off to church. 
3:34 PM:  I haven't left yet.  (I have no life.)
3:36 PM:  I had to edit 'me' to 'my' - LOSER!
Hat-tip to Angie for this idea!  She's Dutch-Canadian!


  1. Oh, the lovely Tweets, facebookese, etc...
    My status right now is: "I'm sweating like a pig; the humidity is going to get worse; I have to fix supper; write homily; say my prayers...who cares?:<)!

  2. I am scrubbing my kitchen in preparation for making banana bread tonight..

    Good inside chores for thunder/rainy day..

    plus will be ironing sheets while dinner is in oven..I so like to spoil myself with starched ironed sheets occasionally :)


  3. LOL! I took the post down Terry - I am glad you are still running with it LOL!

  4. Sara,
    Did you ever try ironing the sheets on the bed while they are still a hint damp? Just put on the bottom sheet
    and press each sheet while you make the bed. Just need a good extension cord and reminder to turn off the iron. Unless you have a mangle.
    Happy sleeping.

  5. Leah--No I haven't...will try that sometime...About two-three times a year I REALLY spoil myself by line-drying the sheets..I did that eariler this summer when the roses were in bloom and the sheets had a wonderful rose scent to ANY fabric softener..

    It was heavenly sleeping between them :)


  6. Ironing sheets??|
    Hey, if they get from the dryer to the actual bed, I feel like it's a miracle...but then, again. I'm a guy.
    Even if a priest and religious.
    Plus I'm ADD (to the max) and a sanguine.
    Ironing sheets is just not on MY radar.
    But that's okay.
    Go to it!!:<)!

  7. Between having a dad who was in the Army, a Norwegian grandma who lived with us for a couple of years while I was in elementary school, a few years as a hospital candy striper, and a stint in the Air Force myself--I really learned how to iron and make beds.

    My grandma especially could really iron..she stayed with us for a coupel of years while recovering from a heart give her something to do and feel like she was contributing she would take in ironing...she could sprinkle and starch and press like no one's business...word got out and soon she had more work than she could handle..the lawyers and doctors and police especially loved how she could make razor sharp creases in the shirts right where they should be..

    So as a little girl I learned how to iron...if I lose my day job it is something I can fall back on :) Lots of military in these parts :) I suspect I had this one laywer boyfriend awhile back because I made his dress shirts look good :)

    And NO I WILL NOT volunteer to do the altar linens...


  8. If you don't make the bed you don't have to worry.

  9. Okay, the Norwegian thing put things in perspective...
    my sister married a nephews and niece are part Norwegian...however, the Anglo-Irish of my beloved sister seems to have prevailed (the laid back, "whatever") as well as a good mix of ADD (from our Mom, God bless her) makes these kids just like our family (organized chaos)...
    My mother, God bless her, never ironed a sheet in her life...if the beds got made it was a miracle;
    but we had a lot of fun!!
    Always and everywhere.
    But I do appreciate organized, systematic and reliable life.
    It's called the monastic life and while I love it dearly, it's been hell, at times...but good for my soul!
    Thanks, Sara!

  10. The hand embroidered kitchen towels provided structure - Monday wash, Tuesday iron,
    Wednesday sew, Thursday market, Friday clean
    (everybody wants the cleaning lady scheduled on fridays), Saturday bake and Sunday rest. A pulley clothes line is great - stand on the steps or porch and push out the line, bottle sprinkler tops are still available and starched &/or dampened laundry keeps nearly forever in a plastic bag in the fridge. And there might still be boiling starch. I draw the line with pants stretchers though. I miss my

  11. Leah: Wow! I mean it. Wow!
    Never in my wildest dreams could I ever envision this; you and Sara have broadened my're not Irish, are you?
    Naw, couldn't be.

  12. I can't have pully line here--townhouse assoc doesn't allow it--but I can have a rack set up outside. Drying your whites in the strong sunshine really makes them white. Plus it's "green." :)

    I mix up my starch in a spray comes in a blue bottle and I thin it down...have never used boiled starch.

    In my former residence I DID have an outside clothesline..for every load I dried outside I would pay myself a no time I saved up for a new washer and dryer. On the really warm summer days by the time I got to the end of the clothesline the beginning was already dry..

    Oh yes NP--I am 1/4 Irish (Black)--where I get my navy blue eyes, 1/4 Norwegian, and 1/2 German. The Irish portion gets me in the confessional more than anything..that's why I like nice Irish priests..they understand.. :)


  13. Sara: Ah, yeah, I hear you.
    The English keeps me proper, polite and ever so charming (?)...the Irish can make me very pious, bs'ing my way out of something, naughty or ready to commit a crime (depending on how the wind is blowing that day)...Yeah, I'm probably ready for a good confession any day now...I'm a "hidden" redhead (the temperament if a true redhead but the red hair is hidden behind auburn or grey)...I understand...

  14. Sara, I'm in training for laundry at the Cathedral. So far we've been trusted with purificators and corporals.

    The just got the mangle back up and running. Hello 1940!


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