Matilda: still cute

Sean: I hope S is okay.

My relatives: Still annoying. It was a pretty wedding, and it had one saving grace, once we got to the reception. The bride's stepfather has an excellent country swing band. In the South, there's rarely the opportunity to avoid through drink. We had dreadful sweet pink champagne for a toast, and that was it.

Now I'm off to breakfast with said relatives.

Much ~ma to S&S.

Laundry. Endless, endless laundry. After that? endless cleaning. Joy.

I have been cleaning. Am now doing laundry. Planned on washing the car, but it's threatening rain. Either have allergies or a cold.

Also have black ants that are over an inch long. What the heck are these?

ETA: Carpenter ants, it would appear. Not My Problem.

My many sisters in laundry-doing! Of course, I'm putting mine off until tonight when I'll be over at the home of a friend with laundry in her basement, but it will be nearly endless then. And I just finished folding the odds and ends of last week's laundry yesterday. I've snarled my neck and shoulders into horrible knots over the past few weeks through a combination of hauling Matilda, diaper bags and the breast pump on the bus and then going home to sleep on crappy pillows, but if I apply ibuprofen and wine tonight the laundry should be a snap.

Thanks for all the Matilda praise and validation! libkitty especially made me all misty. And I still hope someone manages to liberate from your camera that amazing picture you took of Matilda in mid-laugh.

today might have a laundry component. But it is the Niles wildflower festival. which means touring local gardens. My sister and BIL are join us. It is her birthday . My BIL just got back from Singapore last night - so we are hoping to make fun of him.

I'm going down to do laundry right now AIFOK!

I should be doing laundry, but I'm not. Maybe I will later. I woke up this morning when my alarm went off and now I just want more sleep. I'm usually quite good at sleeping through my alarm on Sunday, but when the radio told me about the gunman holed up with some sort of automatic weapon in my brother's town, sleep was gone. Between that and the whales I've been obsessively checking the news ever since. That crisis is now over, whew, and I really want to go back to bed.

I did laundry yesterday and have NOTHING planned for today. Woo hoo! DH and I might go look at houses in our (possible-future-once-we-save-up-a-down-payment) price range. This is usually very depressing, as the choices appear to be limited to tiny two-bedroom/one bath decrepit fixer-uppers in nondescript neighborhoods or three bedroom/two bath fixer-uppers in scary sad neighborhoods. DH does not want to live in a townhouse, but we may end up in one, as they seem to be the only thing we can afford.

My plan for today is to fold the laundry I washed yesterday and to go out to Clarendon to go to the Container Store and Williams Sonoma and a few other places. It's my annual bout of Spring Cleaning weekend.