My house is a wreck.
Blue tape is still on the windows.
I've been on the phone with my Grandma Capello for ::looking at phone:: 75 minutes and 36 seconds. And? I'm still on the phone (I just have to hmm-mm and uh-huh a lot).
Griffin has exhausted his creativity.
I really should get off the phone and clean. Really, I should. And plan Thanksgiving. Yep, need to do that too. Uh-huh. Hmm-mmm.