You know how sometimes a feuding couple will get a puppy in a doomed attempt to save their marriage?
It's a largely imperfect metaphor, but right now I feel like that puppy.
In less
boring cryptic news, the sister and her family are coming for a fun Chicago weekend later tonight. I've already scrubbed the bathroom and the kitchen and spot-treated the carpets. Now all that's left is some rudimentary tidying and a good dusting and vacuuming.
And then some serious uncling. I see treat buying, in-the-air throwing and lots of giggling in my immediate future. And possibly some having-too-much-fun-to-be-blogging-ing.
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