Introduction to Vacuuming, A Trip to a Mall

Over the weekend, I taught my child how to use a vacuum cleaner! Yep! I think it's not too early to utilize child labor. The sooner she learns housekeeping, the better she'll do in life. What? You didn't know that?

I'm not a believer in paying my child for assisting in keeping up the home in which she resides. It's a good thing she didn't ask for $ or else she would have received a word or two from me - hint: unpleasantness.

First off though, the dust bag was completely full. I mean packed, overflowing. I learned this after the whole downstairs was vacuumed. Doh! I wonder if the machine managed to suck any dust at all.  I think it got those cobwebs I vacuumed because they actually disappeared (into thin air?). Probably was lodged  in the vacuum cleaner's airway...which I was careful not to touch as I manually removed some of the debris stuck in there.

With the bag changed and full vacuum power restored, I had the kid tackle the carpeted stairs. I, in the meanwhile, had loads o' fun mopping the kitchen.

After the house-cleaning, we took a trip down to the outlet stores. This trip was warranted because Mr. P had somehow lost one of his favorite shirts after he returned from his trip overseas. He searched the house high and low. No idea where it went. In his mind, it absolutely needed a replacement.

The Coach store is always a zoo on weekends. Yet, if you focus and busy yourself with what's in front of you, the crowd seems to disappear (as in, you no longer notice).

"Recession? What recession?"

Mr. P found a few things to his liking at this next store. 


I had a coupon I had forgotten to bring along. A salesman said it wouldn't be a problem since my info was in their system. Yet when I approached the cashier, she tried to keep from giving me the sale discount. WTF!

She insisted she needed the special code from the coupon. Yeah, right...sure you do! When I "spoke more clearly" and repeated what her coworker had reassured me, she acquiesced and gave me their piddly (!) discount.

The way I see it, there's policy...and then there's policyyy. Keep customer happy. Customer is in the store's computer system. No other customer within earshot who could potentially demand same discount. There shouldn't have been a question. The cashier must've been inexperienced.

After an afternoon of shopping and driving, we stopped by a favorite Chinese restaurant for their value meal. The "five-in-one." This evening, it took forever for the food to be served, which had the effect of making us enjoy the dishes even more because we were famished.


Seafood tofu and pork clay pot, kale with beef, and eggplant and chicken clay pot.

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