I have parents incoming within the next couple days.
I will need an emergency shipment of patience pronto!
This is their first visit since my little brother got squashed, so my mom is liable to be a bit...ummm...soppy?
We get along ever so much better when they are 1500 miles away.
I just know I am going to get impolite comments on having three sewing machines in the kitchen. Thank heavens I can do the grand tour and show them where the machines are moving to.
NightMist cleaning, baking, and locating all the ugly hippy dippy clothes mom sent me (not that I have to wear them, just refresh my memory on them).