I know you think I'm perfect....

 ....but I'm not. I'm pretty spectacular, don't get me wrong, but I'm far from perfect. I read on someone's blog (sorry random person who I can't remember) that it was a pity sometimes to portray yourself as totally in control, a neat freak, uniquely crafty all the time, and an all around perfect mom, because it can makes others feel inadequate, and lets face it, we all go to other people's blogs (because it's almost like visiting with them in real life, right?) and see only the cute stuff and think that is all there is to a person. Well, I'm here to burst your bubble. My life this week has been kind of awful. I have a terrible head cold, cough, sore throat combo which is making it really hard for me to get a good night's sleep/any sleep at all, plus all three of my kids have bad coughs which wake them up in the night and cause general grouchiness around the home. I was looking at my house today after I barely managed to get dinner on the table and into my kids bellies sans Doug (he's at an elder's quorum service activity, so he's excused) and I just though, this looks terrible. I'm going to take a picture. Here it is folks. My life. I hope I didn't make anyone faint or rethink their friendship with me. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. :)

 Kitchen which includes some of yesterday's dinner dishes, and all of today's dishes. The white stuff on the floor is Michael's hamburger bun he took before dinner and then ate/crumbled as he walked around the whole house.

 The counter, which is the general collector of stuff  throughout the day. Please notice today's mail, Evelynn's homework, breakfast, lunch, and dinner dishes/stuff, and trash. Then there is the kitchen table, which at that moment only contained dinner stuff because all the breakfast and lunch stuff had been relocated elsewhere.

And finally the living room. This one isn't too bad, but notice the kids watching a movie after dinner. It was either that or take them to the park, but when Michael decided to go to sleep at 6:00 pm, that decision was made for them. Not like they minded though, I mean really.