The Secret to Making Housework Fun

I've discovered the secret to making household chores fun...Broadway.

I challenge you, nay--dare you, to do dishes without breaking into spontaneous song and dance while listening to this on full blast.

I am like the girl with the guitar at 2:33.   Yes, I will get these dishes done while rocking out on my air guitar!  If you were easily able to resist Conrad Birdie, try not dancing to this one...

  

I love that Family Guy did a tribute to Shipoopi (The Music Man).  I've always been a fan of Family Guy, but when they did this, it really sealed the deal for me.

Anyway, listening to/dancing to show tunes while doing chores makes it so much more entertaining for me.  And so much more embarrassing for my husband.  I have to be careful, though.  I am very tempted to take my show tunes along with me to my least favorite chore (grocery shopping).  I know it would make it a million times more bearable, but I also know that I would probably be escorted out of Schnucks for disrupting the peace due to doing high kicks and barrel rolls down the cereal aisle.

I do own a pair of tap shoes (REALLY hoping to take a tap class someday--hint, hint to anyone racking their brain for a good Christmas gift for me).  I think it would be hilarious to take my show tunes and tap shoes to Schnucks.  Can you just imagine, holding on to your cart, tap dancing up and down the aisles, in your own little world?  The acoustics would be amazing.

Someday.

For now, I leave you with a recent sewing project, and something funny my dad said.

Golf bag for Little Sis

And the funny thing my dad said...

Me to Mom (on the phone): Hey, I blogged my shorts for you to see.
Dad (in the background): Don't worry, Ree.  I blogged my shorts once, too, but it came out with bleach.

Good one, Dad.