In 36 hours, a plane will be landing at McCarran airport. And from that plane a 5 foot 95 pound woman will exit, and barrel down all those that foolishly step in her path. To get the the grand kids.
My mother is coming to town.
Which means I have 36 hours to finish getting the house ready. I have never proclaimed to be domestic. Hell, when we were selling our first house, I shoved EVERYTHING in the closets.
Do you know that realtors open closets?
Anyway, last week we decided it would be the most perfect and logical time to paint the rest of the upstairs. Oh, and landscape.
So I could really use Papa Smurf to send a delegation of little blue helpers to my house.
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After you're done with the smurf's I could use their services. We have Jeff's twin sister and her hubby coming into town this weekend. You never know just how dirty your house seems until company is on its way!!
I had a sneaking suspicion that you weren't at the dinner Thursday cause your Mommy was coming to town BECAUSE IT'S YOUR BABIES FIRST BIRTHDAY!!!! Wow, I can't believe it!!!! HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUR BEAUTIFUL LITTLE TRIO!
You made it girlfriend. It's all uphill now. I can almost see the peak. It's just around the corner. Over that hill. Around the bend. Through the ravine. Over the rocks. Up there. Higher. You're almost there. Just 17 years to go.
I have NEVER in my life experienced a more vivid visual! I can so clearly see Nance running off of that plane knocking over the blind man and old lady who mistakenly get in her way as she tries to make her way to her grandbabies!!!! Too funny.
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