Watching last night's Idol. If Adam doesn't win this, I'll have to figure out a way to tell her without breaking her heart.
Discovering salt crumbs from last night's margaritas. Next year maybe we'll hire some mariachis!
Weeding. At least 50 dandelions this morning alone.
Folding. Realizing that giving Fisher an apple when we head out for a run is having adverse effects on whatever shirt he happens to be wearing.
Complimenting the three ponytails Alla put in her hair this morning.
Researching miracle eczema cures. We've got a restricted diet, and nothing we put on him will keep in the moisture. There's just this barrier of dry skin we can't get past. It's super frustrating. I want to help him.
Glimpsing my camera, sitting on the shelf in my closet. On hiatus from the enormous amount of photos taken over Alla's birthday weekend. Maybe we'll take it out today. I've literally taken one photo in May.