I’m famous for my ability to fake cleanliness at my house. I thought I did a pretty good job of preparing my house for a football party on Sunday. We had a couple of families over and eleven kids roaming around.
My friend Joanne, a gal who doesn’t fake clean, jumped up and down with excitement about halfway through the party.
“I caught a dust bunny! I have it on camera!” she exclaimed with glee.
Indeed.
An hour later, we discovered more dust bunnies as the guys moved the couch in an attempt to find the missing remote.
The dog, I think, was just happy that we found a long lost steak toy.