There's no swimmin' in my show.
Three p.m. snack: edamame with salt and garlic, pita garlic bread.
Delicious.
The moving process begins Friday night. I can hardly keep my under-things from bunching. This glorious Memorial Day weekend, we will be cleaning, painting and, probably, tuning in to the following shows for inspiration: Trading Spaces, Surprise by Design, Before & After, Curb Appeal, and House Hunters.
Can life get any better?
Not really.
P.S. I have become a reality-TV whore. I just can't stop. The finale of The Bachelor sucked me in; I was around for the entire season of the Battle of the Sexes on Mtv; I'll be tuning in to the finale of American Idol tonight; and I watched one episode of Mr. Personality and now want more. This simply must stop.
Delicious.
The moving process begins Friday night. I can hardly keep my under-things from bunching. This glorious Memorial Day weekend, we will be cleaning, painting and, probably, tuning in to the following shows for inspiration: Trading Spaces, Surprise by Design, Before & After, Curb Appeal, and House Hunters.
Can life get any better?
Not really.
P.S. I have become a reality-TV whore. I just can't stop. The finale of The Bachelor sucked me in; I was around for the entire season of the Battle of the Sexes on Mtv; I'll be tuning in to the finale of American Idol tonight; and I watched one episode of Mr. Personality and now want more. This simply must stop.