Last night while hanging with my friend Ann, she asked me when I was going to take my Christmas tree down. I told her that my Cinco De Mayo party was not actually a party, but a ruse to get my friends to come over and help take the tree down.

Then I went home and actually took it down. Because really, isn't five months long enough? ;)

Now that I'm done travelling for like, ever, I can finally start getting stuff done in my house. Like finishing painting the 3/4ths painted basement next weekend.