You might remember a blog this summer about my friendly neighborhood pet lizard I so affectionately named Sally Ann. As helpful, I'm sure, as she was in eliminating those unwanted spiders and such found only under my fridge and stove, she did go to the way of the world, so to speak. As strange as it sounds, I kind of wanted her back to clean my floors. I really don't like to scrub floors or vacuum. My sister, Ashley, bless her, gave me her old Roomba and I love it! I decided to name her Sally Ann in memory of our late lizard and for the poor girl that let Don get away.
I have to tell you that I am mesmerized by this sweeper. I have to watch her every move. I don't know why, I just am. Anyway, the other day I was home alone and actually talking to Sally Ann out loud about spots that she had missed or telling her not to go over there again, when it occurred to me that I sound like a slave driver! I move to the South and now look at me!
3 comments:
Love that you talk to the roomba. I have one of those too and my kids chase it around like a pet. Cleanest pet I'll ever have!
Robin, all your Christmas stuff looked so cute. I really want one of the ramba's I think I sweep my floor like 4 times a day......Brandon has moved back to Washington in a small city. He helps in a contrustion plant that makes certian peices for construction company. He has 4 boys and his wife is expecting their 5th baby (not sure what it is). He is still the same, so sweet and always shakes his head while laughing at Travis. I love seeing him, it's like old family, you know Ricks 1994-1995 Family:)
Robin, you've always been a slave driver...you just had to move south to realize it (wink). So glad you were able to go home for the holidays. Those are days long gone for us...but we still had snow :)
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