Man Cheers: Our Kitchen is Clean!

I am not sure if I've followed any of my Man Gripes up with any Man Cheers lately, but I was granted the opportunity to cheer the man I live with this weekend as he...GASP...cleaned the kitchen!!! As part of an ongoing mission to have a non-disgusting apartment* we decided to go on a cleaning binge this weekend. Can I just say, the couple the cleans together stays together if only because when you're forced to clean up another's nastiness as well as your own...well lets just say you had BETTER be devoted.

Vaguely Appropriate for this Situation

Typically, on Friday night I figured I would just do all the cleaning myself as I hold a firm belief that boys never quite clean up to the standards that girls (control freaks like me) need. However, our apartment was a wreck and confronted with cleaning everything, I realized that there was no way I was going to get it all done myself. Because JP had "cleaned" the guest bathroom after our roommate moved out in October, I had low expectations for the Kitchen as I trudged into our bedroom to clean the master bathroom.

JP claims all the time that when in boy scouts he was known as like the Kitchen Nazi or the Suds Dictator or some other weird nickname implying that he drove the boys of the troop to clean until their fingers bled. I have seen very little evidence of this since moving in with JP. The kid keeps his clean laundry in the clothes hamper and piles all his soiled garments in various piles on the floor. He leaves food out on the table for hours on end well after dinner is done (though this has gotten immensely better over the last year or so since I embarrassed him on this blog). I don't believe I've ever seen him use an antibacterial wipe. I braced for a long night of  re-scrubbing to bring the kitchen up to my standards (because while I'm a slob...when I do clean, I am a perfectionist).

Turns out, I'm an asshole. This guy cleaned pretty much EVERYTHING from the coffee pot to the cabinet doors to the part of the stove where all the crap drips under the gas burners. It took him damn near all day to do, but when he was done that kitchen was just about perfect. I did discover that he refuses to mop a floor though...I had to take care of that beast myself. Nonetheless...MAJOR Man Cheers for my fiance this weekend!





*Really we sort of panicked and realized we HAD to clean as JP's parents and brother will be staying in Apartment #224 for the next five-ish days and we didn't want to reveal ourselves as the uber-lazy slobs we've become.*

My Official Logo for Thanksgiving 2011

This entry is a round about way of me announcing to YOU my internet audience that I am preparing to host my first ever Thanksgiving in a few days! I'm absolutely terrified...but I have a lot of help from the future in-laws. Hopefully, we won't kill each other crowding into #224's tiny kitchen. I plan (ahahhahahah we'll see) to post a pre, during, and post blog about this first domestic experience with pictures...so Stay Tuned!!

Safe Holiday Travels Everyone!
-Jill-Ron