It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like Pesach...

OK here we go....

Observe...the paper goods shelf. I don't use any paper goods during the year, but it seems impossible to escape this time of year...

my broom that my sister told me I don't need to throw away! I've always bought a new broom every year. But Rebecca (the silver polishing G-ddess) told me that I don't need to. Yay! I love me my fancy-pants broom :)

The kitchen table post-lunch. Note the free Windex. Also please notice the random food items scattered about. That is after I screamed like a lunatic asked my kids nicely and calmly to please, for the love of G-d, to leave the chametz items on the table. Or Mommy will blow steam out of her ears.

My shelves over my sink. Do you notice my very-stylish linoleum over my counters? Adhered with nothing but the best clear packing tape money can buy. And do you see the bea-yoo-tee-ful brown and white transferware-esque pitcher? $2.99 folks, TJ Maxx. It's amazing what happiness that little guy has brought me.

Ahh my stove looks so lovely all shiny with tinfoil. Not.

Do you see how ENORMOUS that pot is? It is FILLED with chicken soup! The first year I was buying Pesach kitchen supplies, a dear friend told me that I couldn't buy a pot that was too big. I'm not sure. I believe that we should be able to bathe my nephew in that pot.


Chicken, anyone? Roasted, Duck Sauce, or Lemon? Oh and those were some repulsive hairy chickens. Took me 45 minutes to skin and clean. Ewwww.

Ahem. For all you who think I am Suzie Homemaker, I bring you the mountain of 12 pairs of boys' dress pants and 32 (yes, 32. I'm not exaggerating. I've been the recipient of lots and lots of lovely hand-me-downs. Nothing makes my heart beat faster than a bag of hand me down clothing) dress shirts that I had to iron. Because I had neglected to iron for...ummm...the past month and a half?

Ahhh....looking a little better.

Getting there...
Only took me four hours! (Don't worry, not four hours straight. We also ate dinner and I ran some errands. I am on a quest to buy popsicle molds for Pesach. It seems that I am a few weeks to early. I went to like six stores. No one had anything! Every other summer item was available. But not popsicle molds. I'm bummed)

And now some random pictures of some cute kids. Which is lucky that they are cute because I almost killed them when they acted like I was torturing them by OMG! expecting them to (gasp) clean up their toys. I know. I'm a horrible, evil mother.