Shoot me now.

After three days of Ev puking, our washing machine breaking (filled with half-washed puke clothes & blankets), and getting a new washer, Josh is now throwing up.

Welcome to Pukefest 2011. Admission free.

Weeeellll, in the midst of washing sheets, blankets & clothes for round 2, I walk into the laundry room and find this. (An entire bottle of laundry detergent spilled on the floor.)

I'm taking a clue from Matisse and moving to a tropical island where huts come equipt with such modern conveniences as a roof... and a floor... and thats it.

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