I was allergic to my computer.

I tend to go through periods where I just don't want to be on the computer. I hate everything about it. My lack of designing mojo, the lack of important emails, the lack of interesting threads.... I just don't want to be around it. I get headaches and sick to my stomach. So, for the last week I haven't really been on. My house is pretty darn clean though!! Upstairs is TOTALLY clean and that NEVER happens! My philosophy, no one ever goes up there and sees it except us and it's only when we sleep so it's out of sight, out of mind. Now though, it's all nice. I had help from a friend and from the kids. Our master bathroom is clean. That was a feet since Brian uses it. It's his bathroom and that man is a slob! The room off of our bedroom is clean, our bedroom is clean, even the closets are clean!! The kids rooms are clean and their bathroom is clean, which is my bathroom too. Everything was clean before, just clutterd. There is, to me, a big difference between dirty and cluttered. We are not dirty people, just disorganized cluttered people. Well, not so much anymore after the cleaning rampage that took place. I even folded all of the dreaded laundry and put it away! I hate folding and putting it away. 6 people in this house! It's like doing a job and having to do it again the next day. Never ends! Nudists colonies sound good to me when the laundry piles up. Our washer and drier are in the cellar so it's harder to do laundry. I swear everytime the kids hear the cellar door close and my feet going down the steps they think it's their cue to start war! Someone always ends up screaming and I run up the stairs to see whos dying only to find someone stole someone elses toy. Then go backdown stairs to finish putting the ungrateful little boogers clothes in the washer so they can be nice and clean only to have them dirty them 10 minutes after throwing them on. Argh! I said I hate laundry but hate really isn't a strong enough word.
My birthday was last Friday. I am 29 now. It was an ok birthday. Brian got me a card my mom got me some tiny picture frames and a pretty candle holder and picture book ends. Those are cool. Wasn't a big happy eventful birthday. It was alright though.
Here the next picture of Michelle. She really had to wait a while for her hair to grow back after that buzz cut. This time she's sporting some cool ear rings and 'hair dye'.


I think she needs a new buzz because the paint is stuck in there even though it was washable.
I guess I still am allergic to this computer because I just don't feel like typing anymore. I can't even think what to blog about. I know some funny stuff happened this past week but it's not coming to me. So, bye for now.