After discussing the book we decided to take a creepy walk down the country road with our candles. Once again we were 17! Can't wait for the next one!
(Check out the Pook Monster for another view point.)
Before I had children I always had acrylic nails so I always looked like I had a perfect french manicure. I still cleaned and scrubbed but my nails didn't look like I did. Anyone who has had acrylic nails knows it takes quite a bit to break one...unless you are on the way to your wedding then all you have to do is look cross eyed at the nail and it will pop right off.
Every time Grandma would see me she would grab my hands and say, "Well, I can see who hasn't been doing any work!" In other words, "Your poor husband! He probably hasn't had a good home cooked meal in months!"
Well, this week I think Grandma would be real proud of my hands. I have been canning all week and they look horrible! My hands are stained from apple butter and dry and cracked from washing them a million times. My nails are split and cracked. I did finally file them this morning in church. I know! horrible thing to do in church but it's the ONLY time I get to sit by myself.
So, what do you think makes a good housewife?
The kids love to get in the laundry basket and push each other up and down the hall. I can remember doing this with my sister when we could still fit in a laundry basket.