We have a box spring sitting upright in the sewing room right now that I need to remember to list on Craigslist tomorrow. The cats keep jumping to the top of it, playing King of the Mountain. GracieBeans rarely wins, and just narrowly escaped a Michael Jackson baby-dangle scene, where Frank was practically holding her over the ledge a-la Blanket.
I earned my house-worth tonight running the hair dryer on the plastic that Steph put up over the windows today. I'm a hair-drying machine.... Well, not literally.
I'm so tired my eyes are crossing. I should have started this sooner. I feel like I'm totally sucking at the blog-a-day project.
Oh - finally: Marcel The Shell With Shoes On is everything that is right with the internet.
you're doing it... that blog a day thing... mostly people don't you know
ReplyDeletehats off to ya ;)