don't click Tom's link if you don't want to wind up with wee little finger babies!

That was awesome, Tom!

Anyone want to buy a slightly used toddler?

Sorry! We're full up here. But mine were so wiped out by the cookout yesterday and the long drive home that they slept in until 8:30 without crawling into our bed once! It's a Memorial Day Miracle!

I'm trying to catch up on laundry and the kids are playing with new Lego blocks.

Excellent, Tom.

My finger is unclean. Also my video quality from Vimeo sucks. All halty.

I have spent today watching tennis (Marcus Daniel is dreamy!) and reading project management texts. Half yawn. I have a phone interview in fifteen. For a job no one has described in detail yet, so I may be totally wrong for it.

Oh, and trying to convince my sister that bleaching my hair wasn't the source of my migraines. I'm not sure how she missed the year with pain and dark hair. But she says maybe stuff seeped into my skull. Because that's how it works.

I am out of boxes again, so it seems a good quitting point for packing. But the kitchen sink is whispering my name and the garbage cans are all full again.

On a more fun note, I dug out the flower pot I'm going to match paint to and a beautiful carpet in Company C's catalogue that matches perfectly without being matchy-matchy. Hopefully it's still in stock.

if all goes well, I can get the key to the new place early this week and start painting while it's empty.

Vacuuming, however? Windows? Tub scrubbing? I'll surrender any of those quickly and with an exultant heart.

Once again, Beverly and I are likethis.

Vacuuming is my personal Nemishess (spoken like Hiro). I'm terrible with floors.

But, I'm a mad dish washer. I actually begin the wash up before I sit down to eat. Grandmother taught me that cleaning up while things are hot makes for a faster and more effective wash up. Soaking? Only when I'm avoidy.

Warm water, an obvious goal and total resolution. What's not to love.

I, too, am grateful for having a w/d tucked in the living space. It may be incongruous in my bathroom, but I'm not complaining. Mmmmm...warm, cuddly laundry.

Remember the NZ couple who accidentally had millions of dollars deposited into their bank account, whereupon they took the money and ran? It looks like it's turned into a morality tale, where we see the importance of not giving yourselves away in your Facebook status if you're a criminal....

Kiwis who took the money and ran located through Facebook update

Chelada, which is a Budweiser + Clamato + lime + salt, all mixed together in a can, is just beyond words.

I have a friend who drank a unch of those last weekend at the lake. I was disgusted beyond words. GROSS.

I do not like beer very much. But a friend of mine made a VAT of Hop, Skip and Go Naked for her Mem Day party yesterday, and they were very good. It's beer, lemonade and vodka.

I choose laundry. I can do dishes; never had a dishwasher (my boyfriend has a dishwasher and it's like MAGIC to me -- you push a button and they're CLEAN OMG YAY). But I really, really hate laundry. Again, it's the folding. I am doing one last load right now -- did about 5 loads this weekend.

I also cleaned my house, bought a new, very pink, bra (hey, I am now a 36DD, I can't believe I lost a band size, hello perky! -- also, VS's sale, got the damn thing for $24.99 which is made of awesome), and I have freshly colored hair. And I am all rested and relaxed and stuff. This three day weekend stuff is the shit.

On a more fun note, I dug out the flower pot I'm going to match paint to and a beautiful carpet in Company C's catalogue that matches perfectly without being matchy-matchy. Hopefully it's still in stock.

I came across this site the other day - neat tool for color coordinating. [link] You upload an image and it gives you a grid of color ideas.