This is a love note.
We love you for having invented microfiber.
We are slacker people who have been known to eat on the sofa. We even had a child that would make lesser upholstery weep. While we had every intention of always closely supervising crayon usage, our child is manipulative (like us) and hides instruments of an artistic bent in unknown quarters (like me.) A wet rag, while impossible at a party, was the partner who made our gorgeous furniture new again.
Thank you for microfiber. It was harder to clean the crayon off the TV than the ottoman. J wants to know if you can make a TV out of microfiber. Also, a shower.
J's mom made a disapproving face when we told her the (then) new furniture was 1.) beige 2.) microfiber. See? Who is laughing now? We are. At you. (Kind of, we don't want Thanksgiving to be weird.)
If you know the people over at Magic Eraser, would you tell them thanks, too? Off the windowsill, the office door, the coffee table, eraser does it all (even if it is generic Target brand.)
The Sugar Crew
p.s. Just because we've had two housekeeping posts in a row does not mean this is turning into a housekeeping blog. We are opposed to housekeeping in general and merely tolerate societal pressure to create a 'livable' environment (and by societal pressure, we mean Nana Azucar.) We will continue to bring you the inanity of our collective lives, because we know we're just that interesting.
This post gets a lot of spam comments so I'm disabling them for the moment. I've loved getting your feedback over the years with how this post has helped you out of a microfiber bind, but I despise spam more. Kisses --A.