what the?

Seriously, what is it today? Are people too busy to leave some comments and shit? I have been Commenting like crazy today. Is the favor returned? No. I'm just telling myself. I'm just saying it to me.

Today is pack up and pre-clean day. I was going to spend the day cleaning this house, but decided it would be FAR BETTER to have a housekeeper come while I am gone. Wise, Yes? That way, when I get home on Friday my house will smell of clean.

All beds have clean sheets. This is top priority when returning home from a trip. No one wants to sleep in dirty sheets. Now way. Even Kennedi has clean sheets. In fact, she has a "CAT WALLER" in her crib because Phoebelicious loves sleeping in her bed. Phoebe likes to roam and play outside (by the way, Phoebes is a kitteh), and she can get her cat dirt in the crib. We don't like sleeping with cat dirt. You never know what it is.

Chandler (the BLM) is watching me type and wanted me to type her name. She also wants to say, "I have clean sheets. Um. Phoebe does not get in it. My sheets are clean. Um. I have Beanie Babies. I want baby sitters that will be fun but I will have more fun with a babysitter it could be fun I like clean sheets. And I also want a babysitter. I maybe some days I will be one (a babysitter). Maybe somedays. And I hope I get one that's all."

That is good. Chandler is well on her way to being a blogger like her Momma. She has things to say. Lots of things. You really have no idea how many things she has to say. The only time Chandler does not say things is when she is asleep. When I ask her why she talks so much she says, "I'm just a talkin girl."

This will be my last post until I get home. I may or I may not check in while I am onboard the Enchantment of the Seas.