I start to sweat when your legs are on me

We were supposed to go to the mountains this weekend. To see the seasons change, maybe get in a last run of Hole in the Ground. And we were going to go even if it was raining.

But we are such fickle wussies, because now that its raining, we're not so sure about that.

Then I thought maybe we would head south and out of the brunt of the rain. I started checking out Big Sur because Michael has never been there. But I have a hard time with paying over $200 a night to be "nestled in the redwoods" when I can get all the redwood nestling I want here, for free. And I could get the laundry done.

And before we knew it, our romantic weekend away had turned into a weekend at home doing laundry, putting away halloween costumes, and cleaning our cars.

We'll see if we actually get to the car cleaning part.