Saturday, August 25, 2012

The Sky Is Falling...

...okay, so it's not. But there is a very frantic Chicken-Little-like voice in my head going, "My mother-in-law is coming! My mother-in-law is coming!"

And while I'm not off to tell the King, I must go and clean and clean and clean.


  1. Good luck, Masked Mom. Get your mask on and have your super powers help you clean.
    *whispers* Oh. And you're little corner of the internet is here for you ... you know... just in case Mother In Law takes up all the other corners. Shhhh! I didn't say that!

  2. For me it's knowing that my son Ben comes over, and inspects the top of my fridge, BECAUSE HE CAN. I have to step up on something to clean it. Of course Benny would never be rude enough to make a comment, He just wants to know...

  3. Henny Penny and I send all our well wishes. At least, I think that is what she meant by "BOOOOOOKKKKKKK!"

  4. Lmao, I am so glad someone else does this and I am not the only one!

    Good luck, I hope you get finshed before she arrives. Then, if she is anything like my Mother-in-law, come back to us for a pick me up ;-)

  5. Yes, good luck. My mother-in-law doesn't see so well, so I don't have that pressure as much as I used to. Come to think of it, if I take my glasses off I could cut my cleaning time in half...