Friday Flashback

Sisters

2007

It's the Thought That Counts

so I come 
into the kitchen 
and find 

THIS

McKay, 
being the dutiful son 
that he is, 
had just finished his 
nightly dishes.

He even went the 
"extra mile" 
and took the time to refill the 
rinse aid dispenser.

Aw thanks buddy.

Too bad he thought the 

cool blue stuff 

in the rinse aid dispenser was

Dawn 

Thank goodness 
it only took me a 
WEEK 

(and about 30 empty loads run through) 

to get all the soap 
cleared out of the 
dishwasher.

Sleep At Your Own Risk

At our house

if you happen to fall asleep

in the middle of the day

you run the risk

of becoming

entertainment 

for the 5 and under crowd.

And believe it or not

he was still 

Sound Asleep

when I dug him out

Feathering The Nest

April 15th is here.

As I eagerly await the return of my hubby, I begin to prepare.

I want his homecoming, or re-entry as I call it, to be sweet.

peaceful.

happy.

(yeah, right)

Ok, well... it will most likely be loud.

chaotic.

overwhelming.

But to ease his transition I have done a few things.

~ clean & organize the house.

(believe me, no small task after being neglected for, ahem, awhile)

~ do ALL of the dishes

(again, if you only knew... we probably wouldn't be friends anymore)

~ make our bed

~ finish, fold & put away the mother lode of laundry     

~ try & keep the children happy today

~ and last, but definitely not least, primp

paint toenails

spritz, spray, fluff, pouf

Yes, I even went as far as buying a 
ginormous curling iron 
so I can be 
bouncin' & (mis)behavin'

However, one small little problem.

Wha...?

Are you kidding me?

I guess he'll have to settle for curly hair & straight eyelashes.

oh well.

Can't Wait to Have you Home Babe.
XoxoxOXoxO