Deena, what a darling house! It's so fresh and clean without being boring post-war tract housing. What neighborhood is it in?
Sorry for the mis-post in the other thread, ita.
'Same Time, Same Place'
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Deena, what a darling house! It's so fresh and clean without being boring post-war tract housing. What neighborhood is it in?
Sorry for the mis-post in the other thread, ita.
How do you feel about Scarlett's "Brass in Pocket"?
I have a fairly serious Scarlett problem, so that's a different issue, although I was a big fan of the Pretenders at the time, so I guess those are cumulative.
In an, "oh god, oh god, me ears!" way or an actually good way?
A good-bad sort of way. I like Bill's version, but the Elvis version is actually good.
I was totally charmed by Bill Murray's karaoke in LiT. Mostly b/c I identify *so* much with his character's inability to relax and get outside his own head to get lost in the moment. Even though he was still self-conscious in that scene, you could see little flashes -- almost infinitessimal -- where he got past that self-consciousness. Just teeny tiny bits. And it utterly charmed me.
Hmm. Maybe I'll put the DVD in.
I just Magic Erasered my stove.
There are no words.
I'm not entirely certain if I want to hear Bill's version now.
Mr. Clean Magic Eraser time for all the stray weird shit on the walls, door frames, etc.Okay, tomorrow I am getting me one of these.
I may not have cleaned the house past the dishes, then the sink and then the counters, but I have cleaned me. And am making dinner. I am watching old X-Files until it is time for GA. It's a Sunday.
Just did the inside of my oven window. Wow.
And, alas, it has died. The trash doesn't seem fitting -- there should be some sort of Viking Funeral Rite and a trip to Valhalla.
I just Magic Erasered my stove.
There are no words.
I know, right? I think the Mr. Clean people made a deal with The Old Ones and the First Evil. Nothing else can explain it.
Mr. Clean Magic Eraser time for all the stray weird shit on the walls, door frames, etc.
Okay, tomorrow I am getting me one of these.
Seriously, it will get ANYTHING off the walls. Scuff marks from black-soled shoes, crayon, blood of indeterminate origin (that I assume was mine, since I so rarely have people over, and when I do, I try to be a good hostess and not engage in ritual knifeplay) -- ANYTHING.
Just as a little 'speriment I tried Magic Eraser #2 on my brass headboard. Thankfully, it did not work.
If it had I might have founded a church.
blood of indeterminate originSo the squarshed spiders even? Wow.
If I find something that gets stalagmite (stalagtite?) wax off of my floor, I am golden.
If I find something that gets stalagmite (stalagtite?) wax off of my floor, I am golden.
Put a brown paper bag over it, and then run a hot iron over the bag. It melts the wax into the bag. Granted, you may have to use several bags, as the wax soaks into the bag, but it really does work.
Stalactites come down from the ceiling; stalagmites come up from the floor.