I'm outta here...
Today I decided I'm leaving Dave for Mr. Clean. And do you know why? Because of his magic eraser, which sounds dirty, but actually, it's just the opposite. I bought one on Megan's reccommendation and it's amazing. We got all of these scuff marks on our walls from moving in and from Henry's general state of being, and I was a little freaked out because I didn't want to lose our security deposit because they'd have to repaint. So I broke out the magic eraser today and you know what? All the marks and tiny fingerprints are gone. And the handle on the fridge door is sparkly. And the drip marks on the cabinets from when I spilled something red? All gone. Is it sad that at the age of 30, the magic eraser is now high on my list of things I get excited about?
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No way. The magic eraser is worthy of this kind of excitement!
Posted by: Megan | August 26, 2006 12:26 PM