Whew. We got to go home last night, and I was relieved to see the last of the Mansion. For all its cavernous charms, it just wasn't HOME (which is a little sooty but okay).

Now I get to go back to worrying about regular stuff, like whether or not the milk is expired and who has clean underwear for tomorrow.

guest blogger today, harshbettyIf this were a blog entry, I might call it "IM IN UR MANSION, USIN UR SOAP ( Read more... )