medal contender

If trying to fit too much into a trip was an Olympic sport, I would totally win a medal. I would be too tired to stand on the podium, but I would be a winner. Last week my family packed up and went to Boston for a wedding, a baptism, the renovation of 3 bathrooms and a birthday party. Surprisingly, everything went off without a hitch.

The adult cousin said "I Do" while we sat in a puddle of our own sweat. The baby cousin got a healthy dose of water on his bald little head while we sat in a puddle of our own sweat. The bathrooms got new sinks, mirrors, toilets, faucets, paint and cabinets while we worked in a puddle of our own sweat. We celebrated Colin's and my birth and ate ice cream cake, thankfully sweat-free.

Since I am an incompetent blogger I didn't take any pictures of the bathrooms before I got to work. I snapped a picture of all the stuff removed from the bathrooms before it went to the dump, though and a couple of the finished product. 

Now before you get any ideas that I will come to your house and renovate, know that I only work for free for women who have given birth to the father of my children. Everyone else will pay through the nose. I will gladly come and rearrange your furniture free of charge, though. I might even ask permission before I do it.