Time Is Running Away From Me

Obviously time is far more successful on my treadmill of life than I am. I look at the calender and start to panic. I have less than three weeks to get my act together here for Sharon's visit and I am already behind. Now, I'm fully aware that she'll say "Don't worry about it. I'm fine with whatever. I'm there to see you and the State Fair not a clean house." But I would still like my house to be cleaner, I would like me to have another five pounds off, and I would like all of my ducks in a row. Will that happen? Maybe....

( talk about the Olympics and some pics below the cut )