Based on an early review of My Boyfriend Barfed in My Handbag...And Other Things You Can't Ask Martha, a new book by Jolie Kerr, I initially decided to buy two copies to sock away for some newlywed/first place housewarming gift giving. But after a quick "look inside" at Amazon, I convinced myself I needed my own copy. Even though it seems geared toward a housework novice, it could definitely benefit the more experienced cleaner as well. That would be me... experienced... a regular domestic goddess... (I typed that with a straight face too.) I hate cleaning and all the time it sucks out of my day. Unfortunately, I also like shiny surfaces, crisp sheets and windows I can see out of... So, a little household advice alongside a little irreverent humor... this I'm up for...
p.s. I had cupboard sweaters once... scary those... the disgusting result when dust bunnies adhere (over... ahem... time) to the fine film of grease on top of your kitchen cupboards... In my defense, I'm very short... and only climb up onto my kitchen counters (on my tiptoes) to access the very tops of the upper cupboards once a year... to rescue my great grandmother's holiday turkey platter. I can't remember how I cleaned them... a mix of several toxic cleaners and some freaked out adrenaline-driven elbow grease, I think... I do know that right after that cleaning frenzy, I unrolled wax paper before putting the assortment of bowls, platters and big heirloom breakables back in place. Now there's something I can get behind... wax paper (someday I'll devote an entire post to its uses and virtues) but in this case, suffice it to say that it is cheaper than shelf liner and I always have some on hand... very handy when the cleaning urge strikes (yeah, like that ever happens)...
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