First, let me start by announcing the winner of the Caption This! contest. After much work, hair pulling and gnashing of teeth, JimmyEW has finally chosen his favorite caption. And the winner is... Saint Seester, with (drum roll please....)
Now to the meat of things. Since we all know I'm a total slacker, and that I lean toward crazy, I think it goes to say I am sometimes not the best housekeeper. Ok, that is an understatement. I'm pretty much always an awful housekeeper, terrible. I suck. I mean, I can clean, but its like if I start I go all OCD and pretty soon I'm color coordinating my closet and stacking canned goods according to type/size and food group. It drives JimmyEW crazy. So... I just don't clean, except the kitchen surface stuff and bathroom.
The stories are always entertaining and thought provoking, sometimes sad, sometimes funny but always a joy to listen to. And many times, despite myself, I learn something new. Like the episode all about testosterone. That one was very interesting and funny too. Especially since the radio staff had their levels tested and were all freaked out about who would have the highest or lowest.
Its the epitome of multi-tasking, and it takes the boredom and frustration out of cleaning. If you have kiddos that you need to pay attention to, just take out one of your ear buds, you'll hear them but still be able to pay attention to what's on your iPod.
Wow, writing this is actually making me want to clean something, I better stop before JimmyEW comes home and wonders who stole his wife and replaced her with someone from Stepford. Of course I'd still have to have an iPod in my little robot ears!
Now, something that I've discovered for the stinkier sex. JimmyEW works hard, and I mean really hard. If you don't believe me read this post. He comes home sweaty and tired and smelling of man with man scent deodorant trying to cover up man smell.
A few days ago I was hugging him, he is giant and I am wee so my nose is right about his pit, and... it smelled good. I looked up and asked, "are you wearing my deodorant?" He smiled sheepishly and confessed he'd run out of his own. I told him it smelled good and I liked it. Fast forward to Monday night, after a grueling near 20 hour day for JimmyEW. He is laying down exhausted and I venture a quick sniff... and.. he smelled good!
*sidenote: I totally just took a whiff again, and he smells so pretty! Its amazing! You gotta try it.
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