Let's chat about the "house dress" and why I apparently need one, or nine.

It's late afternoon.

Sipping a Zipfizz vitamin drink while listening to Les Miserables - 10th Anniversary Dream Cast in Concert while doing... this and that. (You know a chorus fabulous when you find yourself applauding to your laptop with tears streaming down your face after a song ends... just sayin!).

Let's chat.
Let's chat about the "house dress".  I'll get to that in a moment.  First, let's just get this out of the way, shall we?
  • If you need to know what gets dark walnut wood stain out of light blue Nike nylon running shorts and brand new white t-shirts: spray with Spray n' Wash, add a line of Dawn Dish Soap and then a squirt of Goof Off. Rub with you hand/fingers. Watch it come out! And then of course, toss into the washing machine and wash as usual.
Because of the above scenario, I found myself stripping down to my undies in front of the washing machine, trying to figure out what I had on hand in the house that I could use to get out dark walnut wood stain.  After I tried the above mixture and it worked (YAY!) I then was washing my hands in the sink and berating myself a bit.  "THIS IS WHY YOU CAN'T WEAR CUTE CLOTHES!"  Ha ha.  And then I remembered it.

The House Dress.

A dress I remember my mother wearing often in our home when I was a child, and it seems I have brief memories of both my grandmothers also wearing them in early mornings or evenings or while doing housework.


A house dress is a type of simple dress worn informally at home for household chores or for quick errands. The term originated in the late nineteenth century to describe at-home garments designed for maximum practicality and usually made from washable fabrics. It is directly descended from the Mother Hubbard dress.
Do you know what I'm talking about?

  I need to invest in a bunch of these "patio dresses" during this pandemic quarantine!  I can do vacuuming, dishes, cleaning, scrubbing, cooking; use cleaners and bleach and wood stain and not care if it's getting on my clothes because honestly, who in the heck am I going to let see me in an old lady house dress!?  NOT EVEN MY HUSBAND.  Ha Ha.

I started the day dressing in cute little blue Nike shorts and a new white t-shirt.  By the time my husband comes home in about an hour he's going to find me in old bluejean shorts and a black t-shirt with the logo of my hometown - that I think I bought back in the 90's as the logo is in purple and green with a little Aztec feel to it; I don't think that's been popular since... 1992? 1993?  But I don't actually like this t-shirt, so I've probably only worn it about once a year for the past forever. But I can't get rid of it because... it's my hometown t-shirt, you know?  Ha.

With this rambling nonsense I just want to say hello, and hop that you all are staying busy, staying healthy and staying home.  Join me tomorrow morning for coffee!