Recently we’ve had a handyman about the house and I keep on stumbling across him in various states of un(der)dress, or in my work-at-home-clothes (today’s theme was hobo/cat lady)
or while making strange faces and/or noises
and it’s just a little hard to keep my cool and act natural when suddenly confronted with a strange man in a space where I did not expect to find one. But I do my best!
Saturday, August 16, 2014
Tip: For a laughter-filled home, raise one of your children to be a comic artist
Things like this will happen: