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I'm still here, I promise.

I'm just up to my eyeballs with sick children, a snot monster who has decided to take up residency in our house instead of someone else's, and a room makeover gone horribly awry. First off, the paint chip did not match the actual paint, secondly as quick as I can put in on the walls the damn dog wants to lick it off, which actually works in my favour since I apparently suck at math and bought way too much of this hideous coloured paint. Apparently my dog is just trying to help me use up the extra gallon or so of this liquid nightmare I've got laying about.

And no, I'm not telling you what colour the room will be, but I will post pictures later this week.

I'll be back tomorrow, with actual content, for the few of you who have remained around this abandoned blog.

But first I have to change a diaper, fold five loads of laundry, wipe some snot, do some physical therapy with Jumby, oh, and finish painting that damn room.

I think at this point, I'd rather roll around on a bed of porcupines than pick up a damn paint brush ever again.