1. Tears. I’m bleeding laughter from my eyeballs. Brilliant!

    [I type wincingly, as I hear the pile of dishes behind me unionizing with the leagues of dog fur that hide in the crevices of potato salad.]

    • Oh, Erik. *Shakes head* Do we live in the same house and we just don’t know it? Dog hair and dishes— you’ve just described my life!

      I’m so glad this cracked you up! Thank you!

  2. Black socks, they never get dirty; the longer you wear them, the blacker they get.

  3. Uh – – excuse my ignorance – – but could you please explain the term “Spring Cleaning.” Thanking you in advance.
    The Walking Unwashed

  4. Really loved the picture and caption. My spring cleaning has been postponed until summer.

    • I think that happens often with educators, which is utterly excusable. However, I have seen pictures (in the past) of your kitchen counter (from your Krups story), which was spanking clean. Something tells me that you and yours keep a fine house!

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