Mrs. G went into the mouth of the dragon and came out without a scratch. Okay, her butt and back hurts but no scratches. If you remember our bomb fiasco, you will appreciate the rehab that has now taken place.
And the crowd goes wild! Yay Mrs. G!
OMG!!! I can't believe a pregnant woman did all that. Mrs. G, you have far more stamina and determination with 52 days of pregnancy left, than I have on a good (non-pregnant) day. I admire you. :)
I do NOT believe those are the same rooms. That is amazing. MrsGenuine needs to work on that show "Clean Sweep"
The restoration is very impressive, but that gigantic Kermit is freaking me out. I don't know why. Maybe because he's riding the horse...? ;)
wow Mrs. G
can you swoosh through my basement and garage? Good Lord! That is NOT the same place.
The question is, what was Mr. G doing while his ready-to-pop wife was slaving away like an Egyptian plebian?
1. One word: nesting!
2. You sure didn't need my help today!
3. Kermit just looks wrong up there. Somebody get a hose. Children, look away!
YAY MRS Geniune! Whooo Whooo. Come visit my house -- I have a bomb playroom too that needs organizing!
wow Mrs G... nesting fun!
Wow... padded walls. Gen, that explains a lot now doesn't it?
Ok, tell us the truth - how long is it going to stay so nice and neat? At my house, it would last 48 hours! LOL