This morning I walked groggily into out bathroom, lovingly stared at myself in the mirror, and grabbed the toothbrush off the shelf. After two minutes of dental hygiene I turned on the faucet, rinsed the brush, and spit the residual toothpaste into the sink.
There's nothing particularly unique about this except that we finally have a faucet and sink!
It only took five weeks. I guess they needed to wait for the earth to create the stone first.
But this is a sign of good things; I can feel it. Oodgie has already sold a handful of products since Tuesday (thanks largely to the awesome marketing power of Motherhood Uncensored and CoolMomPicks) and has found a supplier that promises not to make random design changes or print things upside-down. Daylight savings time is coming this weekend. The Seahawks signed Patrick Kerney. And Lost didn't suck this week.
Yep, spring is in the air.
In a coup de grace we did not anticipate, we also find ourselves with babysitters for both Friday AND Saturday night. This embarrassment of riches has left us asking the same question we often ask when confronted with time sans Cheeky:
What the hell are we going to do?
So I'm reaching out yet again to you, the internet, seeking suggestions, recommendations, and sarcastic comments on what two adults, unshackled from the bonds of parenthood for several hours, can do at the last minute in the most exciting city in America. We don't want to spend another night watching reruns of The Office and drinking vodka 'til we pass out. Save us from ourselves!