Not Blue Gal’s actual house, just a reasonable facsimile.
But as I wrote to a friend yesterday, The Sunday New York Effin’ Times is read, the blog is tended to, and the best video blog has three blog round-ups full of wonderful blogs, even though Mike is outta town. My house is a SHAMBLES. Every single room. I have not put away a clean shirt in four days.
But here is what IS done: The Christmas tree is up. All three children are fed and bathed and have clean clothes on and know Mommy loves them. (Did I mention I’m doing this alone until the 20th, as Mr. BG is outta town? BTW the rumors are not true. Mr. BG and Mike are not the same person. Thanks for checking.)
So would I have it any other way? NOPE.
PS who would have thought the top three flappy birds would only be separated by FIVE VOTES as of this writing? Think your vote does not count? Get your butt over there and vote.
And CDR Salamander is a very very funny opponent. Thanks, Hon. I’ll raincheck you on that lunch date.