Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Happy Monday

This will be short. I'm waiting on the contractor to get here so I can go run errands. I need to get a leotard for Puddin' Pop who starts her Pre-dance classes tomorrow and some food for the dog. Where is he? We picked out the toilet and vanity this weekend, and had to order the sink, so that won't be installed until the end of the month. Seriously, is there something I don't know about toilets? Pick one out? I told hubby to handle it because I so don't care. He's the one that spends hours on the pot, I go when I gotta and that's about it. I think he picked one out in bisque, or maybe bone, who knows, and frankly, who cares. The vanity, on the other hand, I'm very excited about. It has drawers to put all the extra stuff in that accumulates on the counter top. I also got the larger sink so as NOT to have so much counter space for hubby and kids to set stuff on. It's a guest bath for petes sake. I'll put up more pics soon. Have a great Monday!

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