The Toilet Cleaning Dance
Okay Mary, you’re taking this a little far…
I know that you always dress in your finest circle skirt and carry flowers into the bathroom when you go to clean the toilet.
You see, it’s so simple now with deadly chemicals! Just flip it open (even Junior can open it!) and pour it in!
While you’re dancing through the house to the music in your head, the “bubbling action” of the sodium carbonate, sodium chloride, sodium acid sulfate and the plain old sodium sulfate eat away the porcelain surface. The corrosive nature of this product will burn everything in its reach, but damn, you’re free of those pesky toilet germs!!
Banish those worries, disinfect the sewer pipes all the way back to the sewer plant, Mary. And dance baby, dance.
Sunday would have been my dad’s 85th birthday. I think about him every day.
I miss you dad and I love you like crazy.
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Your dad was very handsome, and I betcha you were a daddy's girl....
~~What a nice remembrance of your Father--I have lost both my parents and know how difficult it is to mark what would be a milestone birthday...
Scruby, scruby!!
I miss my dad too...... and my mom.
I understand. I don't think we ever stop thinking about them.
But one thing to be thankful about is YOU, cause were getting to know you,, and were walking through this life together, just on different paths sometimes. And then sometimes out paths cross,,,
like today
love
tweedles
Cathy: My dad and I had the same personalities...which didn't always work out!
Kim: I guess I would dance too, if someone cleaned my toilet. As for dad, it seems to be stronger than ever, not less...
Tweedles: You always say the perfect things. Wow.
That is a very sweet picture of your dad. Wouldn't it be nice if our parents could stick around forever?
I was just looking through photos of my late parents yesterday, looking up on google maps all the places they had lived (Mom made sure to mark on the back of every photo, who what when and where).
Trying to connect with them in some small way I guess.
My heart aches for them, and my late brother.
So, I think I know how you feel.
(((Hugs)))
Seriously, you must try it.
So sorry about your sweet dad, he must have been quite the guy:)
Dads are the best!
Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch