Avoiding the wrath of Mom

toilet paper roll

Silent lecturing.

Tired of uselessly lecturing the kids about the mess in the bathroom, I decided a silent protest in the form of a memo taped to the mirror of the bathroom was the solution. It worked…for while, and it went something like this:



Ways to avoid the wrath of Mom


  • Keep the water in the shower. Try taking the towel with you before you take the shower and are soaking wet…this is both helpful and recommended. If you feel the need to get water on the floor, then by all means grab the mop and clean away.

  • Flush the toilet. No one claims to be responsible for this…but I know who you are.

  • When you are selecting a towel from the closet, try to avoid knocking the entire stack down in the process.When you have all the towels in a jumbled mess in the floor, you are ruining the aesthetics of the bathroom that I painstakingly painted and decorated. It takes no extra time to HOLD the stack with one hand while selecting the top towel. Use the top towel – they all work the same.

  • Dirty clothes go in the laundry room, not the floor. It is directly across from this room, it should only take an extra second or two out of your day. It’s so close you can actually toss them from the doorway, but you had better make the shot.

  • Clean up the counter and return all items back to your drawer. I’m not naming names, but some people in this house don’t care whose toothbrush they pick up and use, so protect your items. You have been warned.

  • The toilet paper roll holder is not a complicated device. If you seriously do not know how to change the empty roll, please see me so we can schedule a training and demonstration session. I charge $10 per class, so it’s in your best interest to try to figure it out yourself.

Leave the bathroom neat, and you will not hear from me.

If you enjoy my lectures, break one of the above rules, or I can make you a “Greatest Hits” tape of them for $29.95. I will even autograph it for no extra charge.

I love you,
Mom, that woman that you mistakenly took for the maid




Feel free to try it out yourself.
Bathroom Rules
Good luck.



Get Lady Gaga out of my bathroom

Lady Gaga room

Two walls covered in Lady Gaga.


Don’t get me wrong. I like Lady Gaga’s music.

I have her songs on my iPod and in my car. She reminds me of Madonna, and I have every one of Madonna’s albums.

It’s just that my 12 year old daughter has taken “like” to an insane “obsessed” level.

Discussions with her ultimately result in the quoting of a Lady Gaga fact regardless of relevance to the conversation. Lady Gaga propaganda is all over her room, but that part is OK with me.

Reminiscing back to my teenager years…

I admit I had my room painted purple in honor of Donny Osmond. That also fit perfectly during my Prince phase. “Gonna party like it’s 19…99″ blasted out of my room daily, and I searched through “Teen Beat” magazine for the newest poster to adorn my every growing shrine.

Lady Gaga door

Lady Gaga door

The difference? My love for Prince stayed within the confines of my own room.

I saw the signs of a possible Gaga takeover looming on the horizon. First the room door was covered, and then the constant blasting of music from the computer began. Sheet music for drum, violin, and piano were studied and practiced. Occasionally a picture appeared on the refrigerator, and I quickly removed it. Screen savers, french-fry inspired sunglasses, crazy hairdos…I feel dizzy…I am surrounded.

Big sister influence

barbie Lady Gaga

Barbie shows off her new spare tire cover.

My Dora-loving four-year-old has been transformed into a Lady-Gaga-crazy preschooler.
Note: Having much older siblings causes issues.


Even Barbie has joined the PR campaign by adding logos to her car.

My four year old can easily rattle off the names of at least 10 songs and identify them if you play “Name that Tune” with her. I’m so…proud?

Now instead of hearing her humming sweet princess songs while playing Barbies, I hear “Caught in a bad romance…” That might appropriately describe Barbie’s relationship with Ken, but it’s not something I want to hear the little one singing.


This leads me to…the bathroom

Bathtub graffiti

Lady Gaga grafetti

My bathroom has been graffitied with the bathtub crayons. The guilty party is standing in an empty tub with the deliberate intention of disrupting my feng shui. I’m not a handwriting identification expert, but I’m pretty sure I know who is responsible.

*Sigh*…She has tickets

She has tickets to see her in concert in…APRIL 2011, and each day she comes up with a new “how I’m going to meet her back stage” plan.

It’s going to be a long year.


Calgon take me away…right after I scrub off the graffiti.


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