Yesterday

Lane watched Marlo while I got a pedicure, which was ruined as soon as a got back ...when Marlo stepped on my big toe.
Oh well...I still got to sit and have someone rub my feet.
Then we went and watched the guys play for the championship...two games in a row. Mark and Tom both had skinned knees and Mark hurt his wrist (which he won't admit). And on top of that, they lost. Boo.
It was so sticky hot too. I'm not really complaining, I'm just saying. I think it's because I'm still tired from last night, and it's still sticky hot.
And now the dryer just shut off. I don't hear the little magic elves folding the clothes yet...maybe they're upstairs cleaning the bathroom. I guess I'd better go do it...