Muffins

It is said that you can get your wife any present for Christmas unless it has a power cord. This past Christmas I stumbled upon a really interesting gift called Roomba. Since I knew that, no matter how special it was, it was most likely going to be rejected as a present, I bought it for myself.

When I gave myself my present, Debra was skeptical...then I turned it on. The first words out of her mouth were, "I want it!". I told her I was sorry but it was against the "rules" that she get a vacuum cleaner for Christmas.

Within hours, we had named the little guy Muffin. Muffin has changed our lives. He specializes in cleaning against walls and under cages. Feather dust, down and seeds don't stand a chance around here.

There is one problem...Muffin is supposed to save you time by handling the floor cleaning. Unfortunately, for the first three months or so, all you do when he's doing his thing is stand there mystified and watch him. But, the floors still get clean with much less wear and tear on Debra and me.

Trust us. Go buy one and have fun. The more expensive models even have a remote control so you can sit on your couch and steer them. Life is good.
- posted by J-Birds @ 8:13 PM |