So I know my recent entries have been heavy on the photos and light on the...how you say?...wuh-urds? Yes, not so many words. But! This is merely a direct result of me and my boring, boring life where nothing ever happens.
Behold! The biggest news stories of the past two weeks or so:
1) We are shopping for replacement windows, which means I have been talking a lot about "sashes" and "sculptured colonial muntin grids" and "I'm sorry, but your quote here appears to have an extra zero on the end and...what? Oh. Okay. I see." and "Please call a doctor, for I think I just had a stroke."
3) I think I am allergic to my watch.
And...that's pretty much it. Oh, except that I took a lot of photos, but you already knew that.
Shirt by Old Navy, ego trip courtesy of illiterate offspring.
No idea. No fricking idea.
Anyway, while I would LOVE to stay and chat about what a nickel allergy does to one's knuckles, Jason has the day off today so we can get our cars inspected and pick up the new sofa cushion inserts we ordered because our current ones did not survive my pregnant weight gain intact. Oh! And then we have to go buy Ziploc bags. Freezer size.
Please. I know. Just try to control your excitement.