Mr. B has had a back ache for more than a week now. He fusses at me when I'm sick and don't go to the doctor, yet he'll walk around the house complaining for a week while holding his back.

Since Mr. B wasn't feeling so great, we only left the house once. The black Lexus needed a bath because of all the tree pollen. We put TLP in the car (he loves to ride in the care) and went to the drive-thru carwash. Who knew that the noise from the carwash would make him cry. Sorry, baby.

Today I'm celebrating timeliness. Since I was in the house so much this weekend I was able to sew the top of pink baby quilt #1 together. Cute. Cute. Cute.