A quickie

I'm sorry if you were hoping for a slowie.

We got up early to do some serious house cleaning.
It's Bob day.

As always the house is chaotic and messy and cluttered and we all work at getting it ready for company.

As always at the end of a day of cleaning I am tired, crabby and don't really care too much about the rest of the universe.

But we got (mostly) done, the dishwasher is running right now while Eric and Lyssa go to the airport to pick up "Whisker Grandpa."
(I'm so tired I typoed 'Whisker Grandma'. Ha, I'm going to be the one they call Whisker Grandma in a few years.)

I thought I'd dash off a fast post to let Tami know I am still alive, and then put away the computer and get out the paper cutter, as I'm working on a little project for our school's open house, which happens on Wednesday night.

I'll post a photo for you.

Cute idea, passed on to me by Sunshine. The genius.

Best thing about sitting here blogging?
I'm off my feet.

But the new orthotics are the cat's ass, as 'they' say. Feet are a lot better and that improves my mood. :)