Showing posts with label cleaning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cleaning. Show all posts

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Now That's Ridiculous!!

Yesterday, I was reading a book on household management. I need a lot of help in that regard. The book was well written, organized, and if I followed it's suggestions, helpful.
I was reading the section on the bedroom. They were talking about mattress care and eliminating dust mites. They suggested vacuuming your mattress biannually, which is probably a good idea. Then they talked about pillows and stuffed animals. They talked about how pillows and stuffed animals also are a place that dust mites like to live. They suggested that you switch from down pillows to polyester. (Not happening here.) Then they said to take away your child's stuffed animal at bedtime and replace it with a plastic one. "Yes, sweetheart, give Mommy your soft, cuddly, stuffed animal and snuggle up with this hard hunk of plastic to go to sleep." That's ridiculous. That's carrying the dust mite phobia just a bit too far! If you are really concerned why not just take the toy away? But that a hard piece of plastic would be an acceptable substitute to a child is ludicrous. What do you think? Would you ever do that? I am surprised that they didn't suggest plastic sheets and blankets for on the bed. I am all for cleanliness, but this is beyond my comprehension.
~Mom

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Mom's Away- Time to Clean the Refrigerator


The guys were cleaning out the garage in order to put the ping pong table in. We had two refrigerators in there and we needed to get it down to one. We used this refrigerator to store vegetables, dairy and eggs. Over time it got a little gross. We didn't clean it much as out of sight is out of mind. Now we needed to clean it out before moving it on. Mom's not home... Who should clean it? Looks yucky. How about Dallas?

He came into the garage and was 'Johnny on the Spot'. He was more than happy to clean out the bottom.

He even cleaned in the back corners. He did a good job for a youngster.

After all that work, he was ready for a nap in the back hall. It's a dog's life!
~Mom