I am alive, I am here. I am tired, and insanely over the Holiday parties. Yet I just hosted my third party in just over a weeks time. All are fun, and went well. But I just want to breathe, walk around in my sweats, fart and scratch myself. All while not worrying what to pick up at the store for the guests, or how many chairs do I need, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
I am glad that my portion of the entertaining is over. I have 4 more parties, and I ain't hosting none of them! Wee!!
Onto more exciting news. I am the laundry slave today, having all those people checking out all of my home, caused the Mc family to do what they do best. Panic, and do the Shit Shove. Just a quick explanation, the Shit Shove, is a freak out reaction to entertaining many family members, so Spaghetti and I just start bagging shit up, and shoving it in closets, attic space, and the garage. (yes that means that neither of our cars were in the garage for this recent snow fall. Genius)
The Shit Shove, is something I am attempting to stop doing, to prepare in advance to actually clean, and put away things where they belong. Sadly our love for Procrastination halts this progress.
Sigh, so as I would love to blog to you on many random topics, I would love to visit my blog roll, and leave comment love as I often love to do, but I do not have the time today. At most I may just put up my Twitter and post there (yes I am on Twitter, no thanks to Chandler at Maternal Mirth, and Just Jayme for corrupting me into more ways to stall house work)
Speaking of, if you are a Twitter..er.. and would like to follow my ramblings, visit me and maybe we can be Twitter friends, and um.. Tweet? Either way I am here at Twitter. (Aerial you should see if you can do this. Fun stuff)
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