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Be careful what you offer...

My beautiful great-niece Taylor is being blessed this Sunday. I offered my house for the after-blessing festivities.

My offer was accepted.

Apparently there will be forty to fifty people arriving on my doorstep around 11 or so, Sunday. At first I'd offered to do all the food. However, when it was brought to my attention that there would be such a flood of humanity arriving at our home, saner heads intervened and decided this would be best worked out as a potluck of sorts.

Now all I have to do is to clean my house top to bottom because most of the people coming haven't been here before and tours of every nook and cranny will be the order of the day. I spent the day very nearly cleaning my kitchen top to bottom with a toothbrush and magnifying glass making my kitchen presentable and then using q-tips to hunt down any rogue dust motes doing general cleaning up around the downstairs.

Oh yes, tomorrow is going to be even more fun. Stay tuned for details.

Comments

  1. Vicus Scurra2:07 AM

    Make that 41 to 51.

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  2. Frontier Editor2:41 AM

    I'm in too! Should I bring banana pudding or a green bean and fried onion casserole . . . .

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  3. Unknown8:07 AM

    You're both welcome to come. Along with anyone else out there willing to come over today and finish cleaning my house. Oh, and the green bean casserole sounds...intriguing.

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