14 December 2006

Impersonating Paul Revere

...except without the hat. And the horse. And the whole British thing.

Okay, are you ready? Here goes:

The parents are coming! The parents are coming!

I now officially have less than a week before my folks (and little brother, who has long been taller than I am but is stuck with the name little brother) arrive into the blessed frigidness of the midwest.

I'm in a bit of a flurry, which is a nice way of saying panic. Actually, the flurry began two weeks ago, because it turns out that when you only have three weeks' notice that the parents are coming, panic ensues.

So I'm pretty much at the point where I just have to let some projects go till next year, and be okay with the house being not all the way organized.

And yes, the whole point of this post is to prepare my mother for a not-so-spotless house. It's working pretty well so far, I'd say.

Addendum: Okay, so my dad pointed out in an email that I'm the one who wanted them to come in the first place. Which is one-hundred-percent true, but this does nothing for my headless-chickenness as I prepare for their arrival.


kris said...

They are not looking at your house, but your cute kids!

swissgirlie said...

OK, OK, Nicki. You got your point across and made me out to be THE BAD GUY! As a matter of fact, besides coming to see all of you I AM coming to see the house, which I've never before visited. But you can relax 'cause I just read an article about the fact that the more creative a person is, the messier his/her house tends to be. So I've lowered my expectations!

soccercoach123 said...

How are you going to say how they are coming? By land, by ship, by plane? one lantern, two lanterns or three lanterns. Oh well, they are coming. have fun. enjoy them.