Not much to say...

But that never shut me up before.

John went to Portland today to buy some Gondola displays for the new store.
Sounds romantic, don't it? Like the streets of Venice.

But Crashing back to retail, it's really This:




Hot, no?

So my point, if I indeed have one, is that I've been here since 9AM with first two, then four, children. And they are not in bed yet.

Soon, I pray. Soon.

So tomorrow I am painting the mildew in the bathroom. I plan on buying the most heavy duty Kilz ever made and going for it. If you don't hear from me for a few days please assume I am either:

A) High from the fumes
B) In a coma
C) On my way to Ecuador, to Join the Resistance

Nice to see pic of the Giz, nice to see a note from Paintingchef. She's a hoot. Do you feel as though you've been touched by celebrity?

Also, check out suburbanbliss. I can't remember if I linked her before but DAMN. Funny, funny shit.

I guess I'll put the children out now.

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Nicole

UPDATE:

On proofreading, I noticed the last two lines appear as though I am shooting my children. While there was a point in my life when that would have seemed HILARIOUS, those days are over. I was trying to reference that really stupid Luke Skywalker song. I was not shooting my children. Although far be it from me to judge anybody, you know, if that's their thing.