for the love of Tweet

I may not always have time to blog but I always have time to Tweet. Here's what you've been missing if you haven't been following along on Twitter:

We're on our third box, I kid you not. They taste like Cocoa Puffs but make you feel less guilty with the Cheerios name on the box. Run out and get some NOW or you'll regret it in the morning.

Remember how my husband kidnapped me last week? Well, he did it again:

I suppose it wasn't so much a kidnapping as it was simply an excuse to burn another vacation day. It was also the day he spent hours (like six of them) cleaning and sorting through his stack of bins in the basement. The results? You decide:

Personally, I don't think the broken Rock Band drums count because that's family garbage. Perhaps I'm being a bit harsh... after all, he did end up with a second bag when all was said and done ;)

I'm working to meet my MN sales tax deadline this week. Once that's out of the way I'll be freeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Can't wait.

Maybe then I'll go back to taking pictures with my camera instead of the iPhone.

Maybe.