When we moved into our place, they had just put in new carpet and paint. Naturally, the place smelled strongly of carpet and paint and sweaty men. Naturally. Today is the first day that we are entertaining in the new pad. We are having some fam over for dinner and our local missionaries, who are here in California for 2 yrs away from their families, doing service for our church, are coming over for dessert. Ice cream sandwiches, store bought bakery cookies and ice cream. Easy peasy. Anyway. While I am running around the house like a crazy, and putting myself on a work schedule, so I can get everything done, I started stressin. I don't want my house to smell bad! Oh, the horror. It popped in to my mind, ok, I've got some ripe grapefruit, a lemon my kid sucked on and ruined so I can't use it for cooking, some vanilla I bought when I was being super ambitious and thinking I wanted to make creme brûlée, (still on the list) and some cinnamon sticks I bought sometime for something. Ok.... Let's boil it.
Also it makes me super happy that I can put the itty bitty in the high chair and he can feed himself, 10 months too long for that to happen. And I quite enjoy when I turn on One Direction, and I get a repeat request from the mini.
Here's to cleaning the house while listening to boy bands and boiling some over ripe fruit!