This would have been the perfect morning to just snuggle under the covers and sleep in. It was thundering and lightening and raining. Unfortunately Cole was ready to be up before 7 a.m.

I was hoping the dish elves would have made an appearance overnight and taken care of the dishes that have been piling up. Surprisingly, the dishes were still there in all of their splendid dirty form this morning. So I loaded up the dishwasher with my assistant Cole. I've also managed to clean most of the downstairs bathroom and put in a load of towels. Cory's parents are coming to stay again this weekend and help with the garage sale on Saturday, so I'm trying to make the place look somewhat put together - lived in yet hygenic :)

My musical confession for the day: I loved Walk The Dinosaur by Was (Was Not). Catchy little tune for my pre-teen ears. The other night when Cole and I were coming back from the store, it was playing on our incredibly contemporary radio station and I turned up the volume so Cole could hear it better. I have moments of clarity where I really can see my potential for coolness. Unfortunately, this was not one of them.

On a slightly less embarrassing note, Norah Jones has been my musical artist of choice while working in the kitchen lately.