Scene 1: Curate and DarlingDaughter are driving DD to work
DD: So, what are you going to do with your day off?
C: Not sure...Dog walk, a bit of blogging...don't seem to have much to blog about really
DD: Oh something'll happen you can write about. It always does
Scene 2: the Curate's kitchen. The curate opens the plate cupboard and is unexpectedly showered with cold duck stock (a bowl of which is, for some reason, cooling on the top shelf of said cupboard).
Having retreated to the shower, Curate attempts to clean kitchen floor, only to discover that despite the life-time's supply of cleaning materials which her m-i-l produced as a house-warming present (anyone would think the Curate was neglectful of her housewifery) there isn't a new head for the kitchen mop anywhere. Camera pans out to show whole clerical kitchen, awash with gloop.
Curate: ****!!!!! ****!!!!! ********!!!!!!!!!!!! Am I supposed to blog this??
Well blogging about it certainly beats clearing it up... ;-) (Said as one totally lacking the housework gene herself.)
ReplyDelete:o) - I just had a microwaved scrambled egg explode over me! This cheered me up!
ReplyDeleteROFL. Poor Kathryn! I am sorry, at the same time as laughing. Makes the packing chore seem quite commonplace and simple, really!
ReplyDeleteDuck Haiku for You
ReplyDeleteKathryn spilled the duck
mop is decapitated
floor becomes duck soup
laughing at the same time as wincing. Does that help.
ReplyDeleteOh Kathryn. Glad you are having a day off though :)
and good ol' MIL:)
duck stock? DUCK stock??? only Kathryn would have duck stock! sounds utterly fowl.
ReplyDeleteToo funny.
ReplyDelete(Laughing, but in a sympathetic way ....)
Better duck stock than dog doody. (My own special surprise tonight. And the thing is, I'd kept asking the dog, "Do you have to go out? Out? Wanna go out?" and he didn't respond in his standard running-to-the-door way. And then suddenly I looked down, and...Eeeuw.
ReplyDeleteDoes that make your day off an off day?
ReplyDeleteEeeuuuggghhh- it must be really greasy!
N x
Oh you should definitely blog this, it's a fine post in the style of Sally's Stories From Real Life That You Really Shouldn't Read in the Office or with a Full Bladder!
ReplyDeleteDo hope it got cleared up ok eventually (isn't that where having dogs comes in?).
Though as Caroline says Duck Soup?!?!?!? Only you my love, only you!
Goose grease. I once spilled goose grease. Not a pretty sight. Thought we got it all, but weeks later I found some oozing out from under the stove...
ReplyDeleteI'm glad 'real life' happens to us then we know we have something entertaining to blog about!!!!!!! It sounds like we have similar housewifery skills.....
ReplyDeleteHow boring Life would be without duck stock in strange places! lol
ReplyDeleteduck soup? Man, nothing so fancy every showered out of my cabinets!
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