May 2010

I'm a washerwoman. Doesn't stop the words, though.

For the record, I spent today vacuuming, tidying toys, washing clothes, hanging clothes, drying clothes, mopping floors, putting clothes away and entertaining a three year old in the middle of it all. Basically, by midday today, I looked astonishingly like this, only with less hair. That didn’t stop plenty of my delightfully hand-crafted words from

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