I suck!

gosh! Where have I been?? Well, for starters, my computer died at home. I got it when I went to college in 2002 and it's been through a lot, so I guess an 8 year run was pretty good for its health. But alas, I'm computerless.

My husband did the unthinkable. He let his mother in our house. "Why don't you let her in your house, Sam?" Thank you for asking, bloggy voice. Because C and I are pretty messy. I can't keep anything organized and my MIL is a neat freak, so last time he let her in, she called her sister and her sister called their dad who told me he heard "how disgusting" my house was. I was livid. I instructed C to never let his mother inside again and if she mentioned it, to tell her that she can't come in until she learns to keep her mouth shut. Alas, when she showed up to go with C to visit the FIL at the hospital, she had to pee. bad. Now, I might have shown her to the nearest cluster of trees, but not my darling C. Nope, he let her in. Fortunately, I wasn't home. He later told me, and I quote: "My mom said that if we get the house clean enough for a baby, she'll buy us a Mac for Christmas." I wonder at what point she's going to ask for a baby for Christmas?