really, alix, i swear. sometimes i can't believe you. honestly-- the window sill, alix. right there where you sit every day, alix-- that should have been one of the first places to look for your dopey doggy paws mug...oh sorry, that is a cute mug. i'm putting it right up here in the side cupboard, see? i like the glass- front doors, don't you? course, you have to keep your shelves extra neat, cause you can see everything that's in there--people in glass houses, you know....
thank you, addie, for everything you do around this place. it always looks awesome, and the air smells nice and fresh, too. must be a can of fabreze around here somewhere... sure is a good thing that nobody has to wait for me to get bored enough to do some serious cleaning around here, hehe. i really appreciate and admire our neatnick coffee klatchers hugely, i do--i just can't BE one. i think cleanliness is another one of those things that skips a generation, you know? i'm that generation that got skipped--the same one that made me flat-chested, with hopelessly curl-resistant hair, and left me without any sense of rhythm or vocal skills....who's for the ravens tonight, besides me--gotta have a sweet send-off for ol' ray....
