I Told You She IS June Cleaver!

My sister...Lorrie. She's going to die a thousand deaths because I named names here. I've mentioned the women of my family a few times in my posts. You'll undoubtedly hear more about them, well, unless you stop reading my blog which I really hope doesn't happen. I love it when you stop by and visit. I get all giddy when you leave comments...after all, my name is Buggys and I am a Comment Whore.
The other day after I wrote about my embarrassing potholders, and yes, she totally washes hers regularly, she was laughing at my lack of kitchen housewifery. I was complaining about scrubbing my bathroom floors on all fours because it kills my old knees. Normally I use my swiffer wet jet because it's quick and easy and I don't like house cleaning that much, but sometimes I feel the need to do a better job. I was feeling pretty smart because I had folded up a beach towel to kneel on but it was a little awkward scooching backwards as I scrubbed.
So Lorrie said to me, "I use sanitary pads".
"Wha.....huh?" says I.
"Sanitary pads, kotex, maxi pads...you know, the sticky ones. Just stick them to your knees and there's your padding. Throw them away when you're done."
I swear I laughed until I cried at the image of Lorrie with a couple of kotex plus stuck on her knees. She refused to pose for a picture. Nevertheless, I'm trying that the next time. She's brilliant.