It's Wednesday.

Is that a profound title or what? So edgy. You'll have to forgive me, we are on our hundred and fifteenth snow day this winter and my right eye is starting to twitch a little bit. The girls just went out to play in the latest round of snow. The very snow that keeps sealing our housebound fate. And just to let you know why I'm not up for mother of the year...it's negative one outside. Negative one. Have fun girls. Happy frostbite to you. Desperate times people, desperate times....

No, they are fine. They have on so many layers they look like marshmallows. They have very specific directions to come back in after three minutes. They also tanked up on hot cocoa before they went out. Preventative measures and all of that. (Side note, do you ever get sick of my not-sentences? Too bad.)

Just a minute, I smell a very ripe diaper that needs to be taken care of immediately.

Ok, I'm back. That was fun.

I never told you about my new Golden Laptop did I? Nate found an amazing deal and hooked me up with my very own laptop. And guess what? No games allowed. I will not allow any games to be installed on this bad boy. No WarCraft. No Enemy Territory. No Star Wars Galaxies. Sorry boys, this one is game free. There has been a bit of controversy as to the color of the laptop. Nate says its mocha. I say gold.

Gold.
No question about it.

In other shocking news, Randall is still alive. I know! I can't believe it either. He's probably unaware as to the wonderful conditions in which he lives compared to what is going on outside right now. Being a salamander harassed by small children is much better than being a frozen salamandercicle. At least I think so. I guess if you ask him, he might welcome death if it means not suffering under the hands of Toby. Toby likes to put things in Randall's aquarium. Poor, poor Randall.

That's all for now. I know. What an exciting post. Hey, it's Wednesday, and a snow day at that. It's all I got.