My house looks like a little girl hurricane has come through and left a trail of debris including baby dolls, hair bows and all manner of pink-colored clothing.  I have, this morning alone, performed wedding ceremonies with Cuddles as the groom (listen, we needed a boy and he happened to be laying nearby), fixed cinnamon rolls (the icing somehow ended up in my hair) and found a lost lovey (underneath the kitchen table, pulled there by a certain puppy named Snuggles who was looking for a new toy).

In other words, THIS IS GOING TO BE A GOOD WEEK.

P.S. – I’d like to promise to write more once they’re in bed tonight but, if the last few days are any indication, I’ll just be going to bed whenever they do.

P.P.S. – Your suggestions on Friday were priceless.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.

P.P.P.S. – Tonight we go for the gold on “The Sing-Off” (NBC, live at 8 p.m. EST).  Even if we don’t win it (remember: WE’RE IN IT TO WIN IT), I’m so, so proud of our girls and guys for making the final three groups on a prime time show.  Also: I’m going to remove all breakable items from my living room before I watch the show tonight.  Wouldn’t want to lose another decorative platter, of course.

P.P.P.P.S. – I hear monkey sounds coming from the living room.  Must go investigate.