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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: May 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Monday, May 29, 2006. What was your most extravagant purchase? A pair of black suede open front lace shoes with a ruffle that ran around the heel. Give me a break! What brings out the green eyed monster in you? Actually, I'm always green eyed and some would say a bit of a monster. But really. Envy? What or who do you lust after? But nothing gets past the Janitor these days. Anyhow, he is. What makes you lose your temper? I seem to ...
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: April 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Sunday, April 30, 2006. Morphing from thecleaningwoman into the cookingwoman seems like a good excuse to have a picture of a fireman hottie on my blog. I've included it for the pleasures of readers only, of course. I've promised not to look at it. Serve a practical purpose though. This is probably who I will be calling later this afternoon. I have been forced to cook. Or rather bake. Audible maniacal laughter in the background*.
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: November 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Tuesday, November 28, 2006. With the news that Steve Martin is closing down his website. Several disgruntled members of the board, aka SMALLIES, remonstrate with Steve. With their back to the camera to protect their anonymity, you can't help but admire their bare-faced cheek at taking on the big guy. I can't see him getting out of the water with his trunks on after he dared to suggest Adam Sandler's site. Sunday, November 26, 2006.
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: July 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Friday, July 28, 2006. It's been an exciting week. Not. Work, more work and even more work. It's going to be like this for the next couple of months and then it's all over. And I can't wait. And can only utter the word Malkovich. John Malkovich has a voice that sends shivers down my voice. Quite delicious. So, what better followup for today than Dangerous Liaisons? It's beyond my control. When it comes to JM, I truly believe it is.
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: January 2007
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Saturday, January 27, 2007. There's a million jokes about the Brits and their reluctance to wash. So I'm posting my personal excuse here, right? Posted by TheCleaningWoman at 5:40 PM. Monday, January 01, 2007. A slack rubber chicken is no sight for sore eyes, believe me. That's me though. Here it is, January 2nd 2007, and I haven't even posted a Happy New Year to the handful of readers of this blog. Handful? Who am I kidding?
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: December 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Thursday, December 21, 2006. Well, it's nearly Christmas. Presents are bought and wrapped, one already rejected without even being unwrapped (is that some kind of record? Food plans are in preparation. I will try my best not to repeat my earlier flambe high chair fare (when I accidentally set fire to food tray - NOT with baby in situ I hasten to add). Oh, and the mistletoe is just a little insurance on my part. I have a rather cheq...
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: June 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Friday, June 30, 2006. Pooh and more pooh. Does my bum look big in this photo? Ha Well, this is the current state of affairs chez The Janitor's Cupboard. Whatever this thing is that we've caught, it's a bugger of a thing. With clogged sinuses, hacking coughs, watering eyes, we're a must for all social occasions. Want to get rid of that pesky guest? Sit them next to us. As we're all affected, at least we can still group hug. I'm hop...
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: August 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Monday, August 28, 2006. The darker mood continues. I believe, mostly, that a large part of it is related to the approach of 9/11. On one hand, it's understandable how such a traumatic event could impact on anyone. Then again, I don't personally know anyone affected by the events that day. I'm not even American. So how does that work? When a bomb was detonated underneath them. It also starts me thinking about my own losses. A s...
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: September 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Sunday, September 24, 2006. I'll pass, thanks. I got sent this today. Somehow I don't think I'll be changing my regular brand. Posted by TheCleaningWoman at 1:19 AM. Saturday, September 23, 2006. So I took a day out yesterday to attend Baby Cleaningwoman's sports day. Endulge me in a small brag, please. BCW came first in her heat and performed none too shabbily in the final. One word. OUCH. Posted by TheCleaningWoman at 1:43 AM.
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard: October 2006
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Thoughts from the Janitor's Cupboard. The mutterings of a rubber chicken. Tuesday, October 31, 2006. Here's to the present. I'm done. It's all over. I never want to see that thesis again. Let me bury it in some dark corner of the room and forget about it. So, I think it's appropriate to celebrate with friends and I'm feeling pretty darned generous right now. The moon for Asha? The porsche for McKay's midlife crisis (when she's ready for one.)? Diamond head jewellery for Sookey? A gorilla for Tiptoe?
