Monday, April 02, 2007
Domestication
"I am DOING WASHING," I say, marching into the kitchen. "This is a Big Deal."You can totally tell when I'm talking in capital letters.
Kirsty eyes me. "Do you need a hand?" she says, gently. "You're like a duckling who needs to be taught things."
I refrain from rolling my eyes. For she is right.
"Right, what do I do again?" I say.
"Fabric conditioner here," she says. I pour obediently. "Now get powder."
I reach into the cupboard and brandish a perfect square of Bold two in one.
It instantly crumbles.
I try to catch it.
It goes down my bra. And all over the floor.
I stare at Kirsty, who is silently pissing herself.
I huff and sweep up the powder. I silently decant it into the powder drawer.
And it is at this point I realise that we had ant powder over the floor too. Which is now nicely mixed in with my washing.
You can't win them all, can you?
Labels: blonde moments, embarrassing

5 Comments:
have you ever thought of doing stand up comedy?
BTW, nothing to report. I am sad.
I struggle to think of something I'd be worse at (other than law).
Oh no! I am sorry to hear this. No reply whatsoever?
BG
It was the way u tried to catch every crumb as it sprinkled into the air! lol! x
Erm....you don't need fabric conditioner with bold 2in1...
Get Dad to help you out. He was a quick learner :o)
aw Suzy, I didn't like to mention that, he he.
Billygean (is not my lover), there is very slight news, I will email. x
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