For The Love Of Family.

We're back safe and sound from CT, despite the massive snow dump over pretty much the entire Midwest last weekend. I have many pictures to post and stories to tell, but those will simply have to wait until I come back up for air and have the wit and brain function to do them all justice.

In the meantime, I will be spending 7 hours and 49 minutes in the car this weekend to drive 419 miles for various family and holiday functions. Le sigh.

Also? My basement almost flooded this morning. As if I needed another reason to love Fran...she called me at 8:30 am to tell me that the load of sheets I left for her in the washing machine was spewing all over my linoleum. In a moment of superhero genius, she unplugged the machine and turned off the water until Joey could scamper home to fix it. Bless them both, because without them Alex might be getting a basement cleverly designed as a swimming pool for Christmas.

I Think I Can, I Think I Can...

If I survive this week it'll be a miracle, friends. We have much to do in the VeeDub household.

One thing I don't have to do? Clean. That's right, Tuesday was Fran Day...which is totally becoming my new favorite day. Yes, even better than Friday. The woman is an absolute dream. A dream, I tell you. On top of actually cleaning the joint, she organized our shoe closet. And folded the laundry that was in the dryer. And put away the dishes in the dishwasher. And cleaned my mothereffing TOASTER. THE TOASTER! She also folds the toilet paper end into a little triangle like at hotels. Seriously, love.

In related news, next week is a HUGE week at work. Ginormous, even. And guess whos bf conned her into going to New Orleans this weekend? Yes, mine. I've never been, but she's certain it's the greatest place on earth and tells me I might even remember some of le trip. Here's to coming back alive with tales to tell the internets!

Happy Hump Day!