The parents are showing up tomorrow around 3:30 pm, so Molly and I worked our tails off and cleaned this apartment. It was time - we haven't done a really hard cleaning since probably January. This apartment is so sparkling, after over three hours of hard labor, that even Mary Keener would be proud.
They weren't kidding with the heat today - up to 90, and tomorrow is suppose to be worse. My fan has been dusted off and brought to use, so there goes the electric bill - said fan will be on ALL night tonight so that I won't suffer. Monday they are predicting 96. Of course, that is the day my mom wants to do the Freedom Trail. OF COURSE. Ah well.
The wedding I had this afternoon was a doozy. It was at the Taj in downtown Boston, one of the hotels Donald Trump owns, and it is quite ritzy. Musicians can't enter through the front entrance - we must enter through the back kitchen entrance. Anyway, the hotel woman in charge of such events was so worked up about making everything perfect, she even yelled at the BRIDE'S MOTHER. Good lord. Unfortunately, weddings are how I pay the bills in the summer......
(please note: the picture was taken in September when we were doing a big cleaning overall as Molly was moving in. She's wearing slippers - there is NO WAY that slippers would be tolerated today, with the heat.....its just a good picture to represent the cleaning.)
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