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Me and my posh, clean castle

Why, yes, I do have miles to go before my space hits “Posh” status, but if you close your eyes and take a deep breath in — yeah, even downstairs where pups, crates and Flash the Gerbil live — you can breathe in Posh. Actually, what you’re breathing in is the scent of a Voluspa Champaca Bloom & Fern candle purchased from Posh Home, and as you’re breathing in, I’m sure you’re noticing an impressive lack of dust, right?

That would be thanks to Posh Home’s neighbor Big Vac, whom I once again paid a visit since the cleaning sickness I was battling a few weeks ago still lingers.

Of course my last dirt challenge was the never-ending dust of summer, while this week’s wet onslaught has left me with the “muddy pup footprint” floors of a wet summer.

Fortunately, the dust-mop I call Gunther had available a micro-fiber terry attachment that takes care of the muddy stuff quick as a wink, with just the same ease as the dust.

The only trouble now is that I keep … wanting … to … clean …

(Must … write …)

[Posh Home, 2502 Sixth Ave., Tacoma, 253.593.5001]

[Big Vac, 2412 Sixth Ave., Tacoma, 253.272.1485]

The kid and her posh    castle baby room

About a week ago while wandering around Learning Sprout, my daughter spied something she just had to have. Well, truth be told, she spied lots of stuff that she had to have, but this something compelled her so much that she asked me, first, to take her back so she could tell daddy how much it cost; I told her I remembered the price of the Playmobil items she loved, and she wrote Dad a letter that basically said, Hi Daddy, baby princess is $10.99, fountain is $11.99, castle is $159.

Daddy pretty much immediately dismissed the castle idea (although I’m thinking we’ll do the rooms as “cool things” and let Santa supply the castle), but picked up the baby room that included rocking chair, maid, candelabra, night stand, baby bottle, and bassinet. Walking around the toy store’s vast learning center upstairs, the same kid whose greed is a daily fixture again cemented her place as my progeny by stating, “This is so, like, bizarre, Mom — I just want to buy everything!”

I, like, so relate, kid.

[The Learning Sprout, 809 Pacific Ave., Tacoma, 253.274.0136]

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