I just spent a good five minutes watching a posh Volkswagen Kombi trying to get up a hill a little bit away from my house. It amused me more than I want to admit to see it go up, wheels spin, and then roll down again. I am a horrible, horrible person.
On today's schedule is to get ready for a birthday party. Linnea is now 20 and can buy her own booze legally at the store. Wooohooo! Come to think about it, I have to leave in an hour and I am still in sweatpants. Err. Might have to work on that. Outfit is not yet decided either. Or the hair. Good times.