What am I talking about?

Well, I guess I was still recovering, from a really bad day, when I wrote the latest entry.

I can't believe I actually mentioned my own smelly underwear! Shows how tired I was.

I was just desperate to be clean. A shower does make all my boo-boos get better.

It's been a long week.

The best part about today was that my hubby, helping with laundry, left folded laundry on our coffee table. On top of one pile was everyone's underwear - not folded, just piled on top.

Then my inlaws came over - no one said anything, I mean, they were clean, but I'm sure they didn't want to eat lunch staring at Olivia's underwear.

However, once again, it didn't bother me enough to actually put any of it away - yet.

We inherited a new freezer... really nice and big. We put it in our garage, which meant that we had to clean out the garage (again). That is what we did today. Fun, right?

But it had to get done.