Weekend Update...

Probably won't be around much this weekend, so I thought I'd give y'all an update.

1. My mother-in-law is coming to visit us tonight. She'll be here until Tuesday. Since I don't want her to know the depths of my computer addiction, I probably won't write again until she leaves. We're going to eat dim sum in Chinatown tomorrow with the alumni group from Wash U. It should be fun, but I am expecting the high-pressure alumni donation sales pitch, which always makes me squirm.

2. If you're following our mouse saga, I think there might be a dead one under our couch, based on the funk that is emanating from the living room.I have been noticing said funk for at least a week, but neither Eddie nor I has plucked up the courage to look for the carcass yet. As a result, we've been singing "We've got the funk." Annie, unfortunately, often forgets the letter "n" in "funk." Eddie thinks the smell is all in my head, but I think he's afraid of what he might find lurking under the couch.

3. I have entered the dreaded two-week-wait. If you have any suggestions for getting through the next 10-14 days without driving a sharp stick into my eye, please let me know.

4. My house is clean. It even smells pretty good, as long as you don't go into the living room.

5. I now have only 26 pairs of shoes.

6. My chocolate from Valentine's Day is gone (except for the molasses pieces, which went into the trash with the box).

6. Since I spent all morning cleaning, I have to take all three kids to the grocery store this afternoon. Good times.

7. While at the grocery store, we will buy at least five gallons of milk. This is what milk jugs look like in Texas:

Is it just me, or is that a little weird? Isn't milk homogenized everywhere? I'm a bit embarrassed to admit it, but whenever I see milk caps these days, I emit a little nervous giggle, just like I used to do when someone would say "penis" in junior high school. Somehow having a husband and two small boys has gotten me over the problem of saying "penis," but "homo milk"? C'mon. Eddie worries that our boys might be too suggestible to be drinking homo milk.

8. I am now 300 pages in to my current read, Elizabeth Kostova's The Historian. It's about 700 pages long, so it may be a while until I finish, even though it's engrossing enough to keep me up late at night.

--originally published 2/17/06