Falling Woefully Behind… or, Life as Normal

After having the flu and being down in my bed for a whole week, then each girl taking their turn with it, it seems like I will never get caught up.  In between being sick, Halloween and Trick-or-Treating, and parent-teacher conferences, we’ve had a dental emergency (Sam’s tooth broke while she was eating a sucker and the dentist has made a fake one to replace it), the dog has fleas, cats that went missing and were found, and the pizza man not only can drive to our house blindfolded, but also knows all our names and who ordered which food item and drink… and even brings a treat for the dog, whom he knows by name.  *Sigh*  So, it is NO surprise that our house looks like the city dump was relocated to our interior. 

It would seem that cleaning the house without being told is NOT an innate quality in children.  It would also seem that we were too much for our house elf, who has either ran away or committed suicide.  Alas!  I stand in the doorway of the kitchen, staring at the sinks, counters and table overflowing with dirty dishes and debate whether to clean it up, buy new dishes, or set fire to the room and declare it a total loss.  Should I clean the house?  or move…. hmmm….

Well.. I’ve been trying to clean it… though, frankly, the furry oatmeal monster growing in a bowl keeps giving me the evil eye and threatening to kill me in my sleep.  Equally frightening is the pot with what I’m guessing once was spaghetti… though, I can NOT remember the last time we had spaghetti… that the plague of orange lady bugs have claimed as their promised land and are prepared to defend it to the death.

On the upside, while I was sick I managed to finish Homer’s Odyssey by Gwen Cooper, which I absolutely loved.  AND while cleaning, I managed to finally finish Confessions of a Shopoholic by Sophie Kinsella, which was meh… okay, I guess.  I keep sitting down to write the review for Homer, and I just don’t know where to start.  I look at the screen for  a second, then click over to a game site.  I’ve just not felt up to writing a review, I guess.  Or, more to the point, doing the WORK of getting links, book cover, and thinking about what I want to say and then putting it into something that makes sense.

Okay… lol… so my confession’s over.  I’m off to start writing the reviews.  Or do dishes.. or just burn the kitchen down… still not decided yet.

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Friday Fill-Ins ~ Inka-Do Winka Sesame Tweeds

Oy Vey!  I’m so behind this week!  Here are my Friday Fill-Ins:

1. Why do we have to “suffer the little children to come?”  Why can’t we send them to boarding school?

2. Reading, obsessively checking my wishlist at BookMooch and going to bed at a decent hour are now habits.

3. I have a brain like an elephant and  the weight of a bird… no wait… it’s the other way around.

4. I had never heard the phrase “Inka-do winka sesame tweeds” and it is probably because I just made it up.

5. Nobody here ever replaces the roll of toilet paper the way I always do.

6. How was I to know that, while they make a delicious omelet, it’s illegal to cook bald eagle eggs.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to catching up on my blogging, finishing the dishes and reading a few more chapters of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, tomorrow my plans include catching up on the laundry and reading HP and the HBP, and Sunday, I want to have finished HP and the HBP and have posted the review and maybe a little gardening (though Maggie will be mad at me if I get it done while she’s gone to her dad’s)!