So, my mom will be flying into town tomorrow to spend four days with me, Scope and Gwen. Isn’t that nice?
*curling into a ball on the floor*
This will be her first trip to Chicago and her first time seeing our new home. Isn’t that wonderful?
Scope and I have been feverishly and furiously trying to get the condo ready (aka cleaning and decorating) before she gets here…. in *glancing nervously at the clock and shuddering* just over 24 hours from now. Isn’t that peachy?
*pounding my fists on the floor, wailing, “why? WHY? WHHHYYYYY?????” and totally ticking off the neighbors…. again*
And, yet, with all the numerous chores still splattered all over my to-do list, I can’t seem to tear my sorry, slackerized self away from picnik.com, where I keep horrifically Halloweenifying perfectly innocent family portraits.
Mom will totally understand when she gets here and her bed sheets aren’t clean yet…. r-r-right?