Is it a Colloquiallism, or an Idiom? Both? I Can't Decide.

The Cobbler's Children Have No Shoes.

All the flowers in my house are dying. Well, they're dead.

I haven't showered yet today.

Until about an hour ago, my house was just plain dirty.

And I'm pretty sure something was growing in my sink. Just a little something. It's gone now. Don't worry.

And my personal blog, the one I love to spend time with so much, hasn't been touched since Monday, and let's face it, that post was just pathetic.

But this blog has something new. And it's that, and a slew of other things that have kept my sink so funky.

Yo, I'm not complaining. It's been a fantastic couple of days. Family time, and by myself time. And a husband who will never get thrown out of the bed for eating crackers. I'm a blessed woman.

There's a huge frame in my living room with no picture in it whatsoever. And my plans to refresh the ones that do have something in them with something new...that's still somewhere in my future...

But like I said, the cobbler's children have no shoes...right?

I'm going to go eat strawberries and cool whip for lunch. Shh.