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?

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5 Comments:

Blogger Raquela said...

have you ever thought of doing stand up comedy?

BTW, nothing to report. I am sad.

1:21 PM 
Blogger billygean.co.uk said...

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

1:34 PM 
Blogger Kirst said...

It was the way u tried to catch every crumb as it sprinkled into the air! lol! x

4:23 PM 
Anonymous Suzy ~ last day :o( said...

Erm....you don't need fabric conditioner with bold 2in1...

Get Dad to help you out. He was a quick learner :o)

6:08 AM 
Blogger Raquela said...

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

10:44 PM 

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