Friday, September 05, 2003

It's Friday. Here's Five.

1. What housekeeping chore(s) do you hate doing the most?
I hate ironing. Sadly, I have a cotton table cloth obsession that forces me to iron every two weeks or so, above and beyond the weekly bits.

2. Are there any that you like or don't mind doing?
Like? Who likes housework? I guess I don't mind cleaning the bathroom, or swiffing the house; I have unreasonably high standards, so I like when things are just so. The biggest compliment I received recently was when unexpected guests dropped by (during the blackout, I think), and asked "Are you expecting company?"

3. Do you have a routine throughout the week or just clean as it's needed?
It's pretty routine Chez Crabby - there's just the two of us, plus the kitties, so it's not that taxing. I clean the bathroom at least once a week, change bedsheets on the weekend, Swiff the house at least once a week, laundry as required, and tidy as I go. When things get sticky, I wipe 'em down.

4. Do you have any odd cleaning/housekeeping quirks or rules?
Rules, no.... really! I demand perfection. It's that simple.... except.... It's always a struggle to rid the house of accumulated newspaper bits. I hate newspapers, but Mr. Crabby loves them. Also, I can't stand when someone puts dirty dishes on the counter instead of in the dishwasher. However, I suck at keeping the garden watered or weed-free, and it's been brought to my attention that I leave dirty coffee cups, partially full, all over the house. However, I try to do a proper spring and fall cleaning... when I think of it.

5. What was the last thing you cleaned?

The bedskirt and the duvet cover.

Thursday, September 04, 2003

Crabby Lives!
I am woman - watch me not make up my mind. The new blog sucked (thanks anyway, Kim), and the tried and true Crabby Says seems to have rid itself of whatever bug erradicated my comments last week. I hope you didn't change your bookmarks!

I've had quite a busy and stressful week, despite the arrival of my pretty and pretty smart assistant. It's hard work having an assistant (yeah, cry me a river, I know). I'm not used to delegating, but I'm happily getting the hang of it.

Some funny things have blasted through the fog in my head recently. For your amusement, I bring you this week's Seen and Heard!

From nephew, last night:
"Did you know that SpongeBob SquarePants likes to eat Krabby Burgers?"
Sign in Pho Mi Kim Mi (Foamy Kimmy!) restaurant, on Tuesday:
"Washroom is for our customer".
Sign in Pho Mi Kim Mi restaurant, this morning:
"Going out of business".
While standing at bus stop in Etobicoke last night:
"Hey baby, going somewhere?" Sheesh.
On real estate pamphlet in my mailbox:
"Thinking of moving?" Are you high???
On document describing partner organizations:
"... seeks to provide exemplary thought leadership". Does that mean that their thoughts are in charge of my thoughts?
From prospective new employer of Mr. Crabby, with whom he has met at least four times since April:
"Give me a call and make me believe that you really want to work here." Go take a long hard suck on....