“I’m not going to vacuum until Sears makes one you can ride on.” ~Roseanne Barr
The hubby and I are overjoyed to introduce to you the new addition to our family…A healthy (roughly) 18 pounder. A hard-working girl named Dyson. We are quite proud of her. And we are expecting great things of her!
Seriously. I was in bad need of a new vacuum. The old one (may she rest in peace…pause for a moment of silence in her honor…) had seen better days. She came into our lives in 1992 and it was just time to let her go peacefully to the place where all good vacuum cleaners go when they have taken their last breath…The great vacuum cleaner closet in the sky. *Sniff sniff*
My new girl is quite the sucker! It was MOST frightening the “stuff” that she collected in her beautiful see-through collection bin. After I vacuumed each room, I would say to the kids, “Holy cow!! Would you look at how much disgusting grossness Dyson sucked out of the carpet in the living room??!” The HORROR! They would give me the collective “EWWWWW!” Oh, how they will humor their mother! God bless ’em!
So, it is with great pride, I raise a toast to Dyson and say, “Welcome to the family!”