that magic eraser sponge...

has some kind of addictive quality.
I've erased the dining room and parts of the living room.
I can't figure out if it would be easier to repaint.
And what's it doing to my fingertips? Exfoliating? I think so.

I did the sole bathroom and washed the kitchen floor (this is the stuff of national holidays).
I vacuumed the week's tile dust off the living room and orange oiled the woodwork.

Oldest's room has been fluffed.
Middle's room needs fumigation.
My room is very tidy looking as I am assuming that people will want to see the new bathroom, such as it is.

And speaking of the bathroom: Restoration Hardware has come through in the pinch - I think.
After months of mysterious shipping dates, it sounds like my sink will be here within the next two weeks.

I need to start two breads, make the chocolate cake things, roast some cashews and throw together a salad of citrus, cabbage, arugula and almonds.

We are ready for company.

Brother L sent these words, spotted at his gym:

Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile. You are a great friend. Life CAN be the party we hoped for, and while we're here we should still dance...