Confessions of Happy Housewife...

and I know what to do...after all, June Cleaver's lesson's didn't fall on deaf ears...

well except maybe Ward's...

first I'll catch up on washing load after load, after load of filthy, dirty, stinking cloths...

sure are a lot of socks in here...its no wonder they disappear,

I think housewives hide them so they don't have to really DO anything with them.

But being the creative gal I am, I'll think of something to do with them...

then I'll do the Mt. Everest size pile after pile of wrinkled up cloths,

except the socks, smart housewives know socks don't need ironing...

oopsie, a little scorch-ie-poo on that shirt...oh well his tie will cover it...

then slave over this contraption in between all the enjoyment I've already had today...

(bet that iron can double as a browning device for the top of this casserole)

 

so that the little Mister can come home to a lovely home cooked supper...

First coarse, Cream of Dirty Sock Soup

(told you I was creative and would know what to do with all those dirty socks;) 

then the entree;

"Tuna Prune Surprise" Casserole :)

 

then I'll do dishes so the hubby can go out and have a little bit of relaxation while I clean up the mess...

with a smile and my pearls I might add...

my next day off, I think I'll call a friend...

and get all gussied up...

and head to a foo-foo-shee-shee spa...it's a lot of work being a housewife and I commend all of you that have the luxury of doing it full-time!

(PS, I have to admit this was tongue in cheek to use my funny picture collection. The reality is; I've loved being at home today and look forward to doing this full-time at some point. And to think, Mr. La Bella Vie didn't even complain about the Cream Of Sock Soup. He actually said he liked the tangy flavor! :)