I go and get busy, and everybody needs hugs!

{{{Aimee}}} I'm glad you all are home safe and sound. I'm sorry to hear about all the yickiness that went on while you were gone.

{{{amych}}} I'm so sorry to hear about Tucker. I can only imagine how this is for you...I know I'm gonna feel lost when I lose Toto.

{{{Deena}}} That Kara... I hope you get them to bed soon and get some peace and quiet. I also hope the DVR ends up being ok.

{{{Anne}}} I just did that about a month ago, so I totally feel your pain. Plus, I had to wait outside in the freezing cold for the AAA man for over an hour. It's no fun. I'm really sorry.

I did my taxes tonight. It's not as bad as I thought it was gonna be...thank goodness.

Also, I read more of my depressing book. The last chapter that I read there was a baby born. It was not the correct skin color, so the husband shot the wife then buried the baby alive with the wife (at least, I think that's what happened...it's not entirely clear, but that's certainly what we're led to believe). And the book is only supposed to get worse and more depressing. I'm not sure how much worse than that I can take.

And the book is only supposed to get worse and more depressing. I'm not sure how much worse than that I can take.

I'm not sure how that's possible.

ION, my car has been freed. Yay!

I'm not sure how that's possible.

How about the canabalizing of a newborn?

I kid you not. I can't take any more tonight. The rest of this will have to wait till morning when I can take it a little better. I'm too tired now.

The hell are you reading?

Oh, Anne, I hate it when that happens. I'm glad your keys were liberated so quickly.

Amy, I'm betting Tucker's happily racing circles around my Nanishka. She's an old hand at that heaven thing.

Kara is in bed and so is Aidan. The television, with DVR, etc., has been moved to a different spot in the living room. That won't protect it from being spit upon, but I had it right by the heat register and that's also a no-no according to the website. Wish the guy who put it in had mentioned that.

Cashmere, that looks like a very helpful tool. Aidan is ALWAYS changing the channels on the box. It drives Kara crazy when she's watching Backyardigans and he suddenly switches it to C-Span. She spit into the ventilation holes on the top of it, though, so if you can find something that will cover those and yet still let it breathe that would be good.

So, she lives. I have put off quitting the muscle relaxers for another night, and all is well(ish) in Casa Deena. We'll be plugging the DVR back in tomorrow morning...hopefully before Greg leaves so he can protect her if it doesn't work.

The hell are you reading?

The Hawk's Done Gone [link] It's for my "Mountain Tales" class.

vw, I remember listening to some bluegrass music with my dad once and saying, "Dad, why are all of these lyrics so depressing?" He just said, "It's a hard life and that's what they sing about." He would know.

Are you going to watch Rory Kennedy's documentary "American Hollow" for the class? It's fantastic.

Deena, short of duct-taping the girl's mouth, I got nothing. *g* Sorry.

Boy's in bed, laundry's sorted and I'm heading bedward myself. My feet are FREEZING down here.

Veronica Mars is getting better. It didn't suck before, but tonight's ep rocked.

Plus? t spoiler Allyson Hannigan has been cast to play Logan's older sister soon.

They need to come up with playpens for 3 to 5 year old children, with 8 foot high, unscaleable (unscalable--unclimbable) spiked walls, with the spikes pretreated with liquid valium--that way, if the kids still manage to get out, the moms can impale themselves and call it a day.

Anyone wanna proof my testimonial letter?

Dear FlyLady,

I used to keep a decent house, but there is chaos aplenty here, so when my nice friends recommended your site, I checked it out and subscribed. I thought I'd try working the zones of my home, the way you've broken them out.

Now see, I already cleaned my sink each day, and there were already a couple of times I policed my hotspots, because we're all a bunch of pilers in this family.

Now, my sink is dirty, and we're burning up with hotspots, because all I do is delete emails from you, particularly those shoe-reminders (I always wear shoes in the day) and the freaking testimonials.

Thanks. My home has never looked like this before. I'm not sure if this is a God-breeze or a purple puddle, but there you go. Bitch.

Love,
Lostinboston