Downton Abbey–our fun family game

Quick, I have about an hour of FREEDOM, sweet freedom–while the kids are surfing. Don’t tell them I took an unauthorized break. I need to share our fun family game. It’s the ultmate in reality based charades. It’s like the Amazing Race and The Real World meet Downton Abbey. Actually, it really IS Downton Abbey or Upstairs, Downstairs. I play the role of the entire downstairs staff. My son, his wife, and her sister embody the aristocracy. Have you heard the phrase, “To the manor born”? I found its possible first use in Shakespeare’s Hamlet:

      Ay, marry, is’t:
But to my mind, though I am native here
And to the manner born, it is a custom
More honour’d in the breach than the observance.

The leave their dirty and stained clothes on the floor outside their bedroom doors to let me know that it’s time for a wash. Yesterday they needed help finding a fresh roll of toilet tissue. Heaven forbid they’d change it themselves. I need to be reminded that it’s not their place to do such menial tasks. That’s what I’m for, I can’t forget that! Just now, I went into their bathroom and spied three empty rolls strewn about the floor, even though the wastebasket is about three steps away.

I’m not f-ing kidding you.

How many Ph.D.s does it take to actually find the trash? Apparently more than I have in the house at the present time. Here’s the photo proof…

 

 

 

 

 

Hurricane Angel Boy touched down here in SoCal. Enjoy the pic, I gotta go!

17 thoughts on “Downton Abbey–our fun family game

  1. It seems to be the task delegated to the oldest female in the house…the changing of the toilet tissue rolls!
    Your house looks like mine; no one can find anything.If they actually LOOK, that means that everything is pulled out of every drawer or box and left out…yep, plenty of empathy from this corner of the world!

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    • What the heck is their problem, all three of them just seem to explode when they walk in the door. and don’t get me started on the number of glasses they use, no one ever thought to rinse one out and re-use??????

      On Sun, Nov 25, 2012 at 9:17 AM, Enchanted Seashells…Confessions of a Tugbo

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      • Tell me about it!I ran the dishwasher twice in a row and a couple of times had it full of clean dishes waiting to be unloaded and another load-worth in the double sinks!All-in all, 4 days, probably 7 loads…not to mention the pots, pans, over-sized, bamboo or breakable ones that I hand-washed. I won’t even count the loads of laundry that I’m still working on…stripping the beds, etc.Sheesh.

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  2. I announced, several years ago, that I was retiring as the only person who was capable of putting a new roll of toilet paper on the thing. You should know that I went through a lot to get here and follow your blog after seeing your comment on the fur files and decided that I must follow someone who has a tugboat captain for a husband. My computer is committing slow suicide, and I refuse to acknowledge what is happening. But here I am, and I found a toilet paper post! All is well.

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    • Oh sister, sit down, let’s talk. Wait til I post about asking my Dr. Ph.D. son to empty the veg peelings in the compost bin and he CANT FIND IT in the yard where its been for more than 6 years. It’s gonna be a knee slapper of a story. Is it any wonder I worry about him when he’s out of my range of motion?

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