This week’s You Capture assignment was Work.
I do so much work, there are just simply an endless amount of pictures to choose from-me scrubbing the kitchen floor, me shoveling the driveway, me lugging laundry baskets…
but I think I’ll go with this one, for Beth…
OK fine. I don’t actually have any pictures of that other stuff.
Now back to the weird picture…
First of all, it is a whole lot of work getting your mouth puckered like that. Just enough to look very serious about cleaning the bathroom, which is what I was about to do. (Which is the epitome of work, is it not? The bathroom? Gross.) Also, it’s kind of a work of art, getting the pucker to create jowls like that.
(I even edited some of the jowl/wrinkles, no lie.)
Let me guess what your questions are.
Heather, how do we know you were working in this picture? Why are you always wearing that sweater? Why are you crazy?
Well, those are good questions, friends. First of all, I think it’s pretty obvious that I was working, look at that sweater tie sweat band on my head. Cleaning the bathroom is terribly sweat-producing with all that scrubbing and of course, being timed.
Yes. I said being timed. You don’t time yourself while cleaning the bathroom? Well, I suggest you try it. You see, Beth and I have been doing this thing on Twitter in which we give each other a certain amount of time to get something done, a Beat The Clock sort of game.
And it works! We get stuff done! (But this isn’t Works-For-Me Wednesday, so who cares.)
Nextly, I’m always wearing that sweater because my husband shrinks the delicates all the time, so it’s pretty much the only one I have left. I’m not saying that behind his back, I say it to his face, too. I still love him, at least he attempts the laundry. (But I kinda wish he’d stop and I think that was his plan all along, to wreck stuff so I’d tell him to quit helping.) (Don’t worry, I’ve accused him of that, too. Right to his face. It’s good to just get it out, rather than being passive-aggressive.) (But sometimes I’m passive-aggressive, too. Just ask him. Or my dog.) (What?)
As for your last question, about when I totally lost it, I don’t know. I just did. Perhaps it was that time when I was a child and I was running in my sleeping bag and fell and hit my head on the corner of the TV? That could have been it because WOW was that ever messy. I would point out the scar on my forehead in the picture, but it’s covered by my sweater tie sweatband.
Is sweatband/sweat band one word or two?
I have so many grammar questions, but that’s work for another day.
You can find more civilized You Capture posts at I Should Be Folding Laundry (Folding laundry is work, so that’s why it’s a should.) (And also, I should be folding laundry too, but I don’t have to because my husband shrunk it all.)
(I don’t know why I’m suddenly using so many parentheses for no reason.)
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Words can't express how much I heart you. You rock! Rock the headband! Bo Brady would be one proud mo fo!
That was delightfully random and crazy. I love it.
You are made of awesome. I love you. That is all. Rock it sister!
That should be your twitter profile pic. Awesomesauce.
And I didn't find that particularly random, I followed right along. Hmmm….
Bathrooms require ninja apparel and ninja attitudes. Get those germs!
You are HILARIOUS!!!
That bathroom never stood a chance against the sweater-tie-headband-warrior.
You are so cute and I adore you.
My husband has refused to do my laundry for day one with that same excuse–he is afraid he'll ruin something. I keep trying to tell him that anything that needed special care wouldn't go in the laundry basket and that I rarely buy/wear anything that can't be washed with everything else anyway. But he is standing firm.
You are funny. are you doing better? You are in my prayers. Good idea on timing little annoying jobs. (I use parenthesis all the time, and commas way too much.) It's a sickness, or something.
I have beg beg begged my husband to never do laundry again. He can't help himself. I have taken to hiding my laundry.
You are a blessing!
To use a phrase common to someone I know…"You rock the party." ;)
Hubby was banned from doing laundry long ago. It's just better that way.
My husband has finally learned not to touch my laundry.
If I don't time myself, I don't get anything done.
Don't we all look like this when we clean? Gotta get our warrior faces on. Rock on w/ your bad self.
Wow, my cleaning the bathroom face looks way more bewildered.
And I have a lot of old sweaters that I'd love to replace. Maybe I'll ask Matt to do the laundry.
LOLOLOL oh Heather YOU complete me!!! You can so rock a sweatband!
And this is why I love you so much.
*snort* I still can't get over the sweat band. I thought you and the boys were playing Indians when you snapped this photo. LOL
My husband shrinks my jeans all the time. I am too tall to dry them in the dryer and he just loads them up and blasts them with high heat.
I feel your pain.
Very cute post.
I am going to try the timer method to cleaning. It may just be the trick to get me to clean my bathroom and dust the fan in a timely fashion. However I do laundry (and that is timed) yet I don't feel compelled to run the minute I hear the ***d-i-n-g***
I guess that is something I must "work" on.
FUN POST! Thanks :)
i love it. go with the random. it suits you. and i mean that as a higher than high compliment.
This? Is priceless.
Your photo? Awesome. (and frightening but only a little bit)
You? Rock my world. EVERY.SINGLE.DAY.
NOW GET TO WORK. GOGOGOGOGOGOGO!
Beat the Clock for chores! Brilliant! You and Beth are welcome any time you want to race over and do my household chores.
You're a nerd, but a really cute and funny one and I love ya! :D
P.S. That's a HAWT look for you girl!!
You make me laugh. So hard. I heart you, friend.
I am so timing myself next time I clean the bathroom. I guess that means I'll have to, er, clean the bathroom.
Love the pic. I'd pay a lot of money to see you forget you were wearing that and answer the door – but it's the expression on your face that really makes it. Like "DIE, BATHROOM!"
So, what do you get if you beat the time clock? Or what happens if you go OVER?? I need a carrot and a stick, here. Help a girl out.
At least you got ready! I walked into the kitchen to do the dishes…saw them all floating so nicely together that I let them play in the water for another hour or so. Who am I to break up a quiet bathtime???
:) Bina
I heart you and your crazed Rambo eyes… just sayin'.
I am TOTALLY going to time myself cleaning the bathroom from now on. That is a full-on stroke of GENIUS.
My grammar question is
"Nextly" ????
:-)
Loved this post and always love your blog…..Totally a fun stop
I could answer your grammar questions, but man, that's the work I do ALL DAY. So unless you want to come over and clean my house, I'm just going to let you go on with your bad grammar.
Just kidding. It's not bad. (OR IS IT?)
Funniest, most entertaining post I've read today! Love the headband too! :)
I'm pretty sure my boyfriend and your husband met and schemed up a way to get out of laundry. Because that's what he does too. GENIUS on their part. It works.
You've got me cracking up with this :)
Thank you!
Laughing out loud for real!
Love the headband or head band or head-band or whatever.
the bathroom is such work. You need the sweatband/sweat band to make sure you get the job done right.
I LOVE that picture of you! You look awesome, Heather. And you totally rock the sweater.
As for sweatbands, I totally get it when cleaning the bathroom. I hurry to get it over with too!
That is an incredible picture of you!!
You are soooo cool with your headband and all.
You, my friend, are a total crack-up!!! By the way, I totally time myself when I clean the bathroom. I play all sorts of chore games to help me get more accomplished.
Random and funny as always.
Girl, I haven't been over here in a while. Don't know why, you're on my blogroll. But you are even more amazing and strong this year than last.
Shouldn't we all be doing the never ending cycle of laundry?
I cleaned the bathroom yesterday. However, I didn't look as serious about it as you did…maybe it's the sweatband…I need one of those.
P.S. My husband has mentioned that he messes everything up on purpose so that he doesn't have to help. I'm not sure if he is joking…or not…
I've seen your cleaning Tweets (that sounds dirty), but I thought "HA! I laugh in the face of clean!"
And you need to even out all those parentheticals (I also love parentheses) with a healthy dose of ellipsis…
You can never have too many ellipsis…
"Why are you always wearing that sweater" made me LAUGH!
Hee hee. I need a friend to do the timer with.
And I think you might have gotten your parentheses problem from me. ;)
I hate cleaning, it sucks. I bribe myself into doing it by setting time limits. I turn on the timer on the stove for 20 minutes and then clean whatever I can in that amount of time. When the timer goes off I'm done. It turns out I can get a lot of cleaning done in 20 minute.
Thanks for following me on Twitter because it led me to your blog and I dig it. I really dig it. I am now your devoted follower. I look forward to more pictures of you intently cleaning. Although I do not buy that sweatband. I think that was a hastily thrown on addition. Rubber gloves would have been more convincing.
I linked to this post today.
That's it. After this, I cannot WAIT to meet you in person come May!
Did I ever comment on this one? Because I meant to, but I don't think I did. And now it wouldn't matter, but this post is a lot of the reason why I love you.
Steph
There's no way not to love this post!
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