Great roommates, if they only picked up after themselves and some cleaning every now and then would be great to.
I read some great advice in a magazine this weekend: when you spent an hour a day on cleaning during the week, you have more time in the weekend!
Why didn't I think of that?
I'm really clever, you know.
So today after school I did some shopping and when I arrived home I did some serious cleaning. And when I say serious, I mean gotta-use-my-fingernail-'cause-this-stain-won't-come-out hardcore cleaning.
I put on some Guns 'n Roses (best music to clean to), got my supplies and started to work on the bathroom.
After some blood, sweat & tears the whole thing was spick&span.
Had myself a real sturdy meal (more about this culinaire masterpiece later) and went to work on the kitchen.
Some more blood, buckets full of sweat and a river of tears later my kitchen was clean as well.
Am I a Suzy Homemaker or what? Or just maybe a little manic?
I also did this today:
(Sorry mom and dad! They helped me out, my washing-machine broke down.)
Remember that in between cleaning the bathroom and cleaning the kitchen I made a culinaire masterpiece?
This is the recipe:
This is all you need. O, and a plate, a fork and a microwave.
Put the ravioli on the plate.
(It doesn't get much harder than this.)
Cover the ravioli and the sauce with cheese.
(The more the better!)
Stare at your microwave for 3 to 4 minutes.
Be carefull: the plate can be hot.
Grab your fork and dig in.
(Hey, I didn't say it was a healthy meal!)
I wanted to put up and trim my tree tonight, but I'm to tired and I just want to sit down for a while and enjoy a mug of hot apple-cider + .....
(If someone finds these spices somewhere, please let me know. This is my last package and I have no idea where to get it.)