Hi day! It's Friday!

...and I almost forgot to post a post today.

 

BUT!

 

It's not my fault.

 

It's Mr. Jenny's fault.

 

Because.

 

Well.

 

If you don't mind my candor.

 

We're.

 

Ummm.

 

Fighting.

 

Grrrrr.

 

And it's hot.

 

And I might be a tiny bit cranky today...

 

Which might have made me forget the dratted reminder from the purple post-it note on my computer.

 

 

However.

 

All this...

 

It's Mr. Jenny's fault.

 

We were both going to go to pick up my parents from the airport but at the last minute I decided to stay home.

 

Alone.

 

And while Mr. Jenny was gone, I rushed around like a mad woman and cleaned the house...

 

and even swept and mopped the floors.

 

And even though I didn't get to the vacuuming part of the house cleaning, I was still sweating like a menopausal woman wearing wool and a turtleneck at a July afternoon wedding in Phoenix.

Hmmm.

 

How was that for a labored metaphor?

 

But you get my meaning?

 

Anyway.

 

Mr. Jenny  walked into the house and said, "What are you doing?   The floors are my job?"

 

And I said, "I wanted to surprise you!"

 

And he said, "Why did you do that?   The floors are my job and what's wrong with your hair?  It looks...umm...dark."

 

And I said, "It IS DARK!   It's dark because I'm all sweaty because I was trying to surprise you!"

 

And he said, "But the floors are my job."

 

And I said, "Well, d'oh!  I know the floors are your job!  I did it to surprise you!"

 

And he said, "But the floors are my job!"

 

And I said, "You're welcome?   How about saying you're welcome!   How about saying that was a good surprise!"

 

And then I huffed off.

 

To sulk in my office.

 

And that's when I realized today is Friday.

 

And I forgot to write a post.

 

So luckily this momentous thing happened to me today that I could share.

 

...

 

...

 

 

And even though Mr. Jenny wouldn't say it, I will!

 

You're welcome!

 

Sigh.

 

Have a good weekend.