My House is a Mess!

What is it about having family visit that makes your house incredibly messy? I mean HUGELY messy. I really want to cry. I love my father, but he's a slob. He thinks we have a live in maid or something, because he does not put his crap away. I think I will have to take some items to Goodwill tomorrow, just so there is less crap in my house. Seriously. Anybody want some crap? Slightly used. Terribly dusty... but free? I might be going insane, because I am pretty sure that my stuff has started to breed. I have two pianos! Who has two pianos? We don't even play piano!!!!!!! What the heck?!?!?! And did I mention the trains? My mother in law (bless her crazy soul) decided that my son needed a train set... my son who isn't yet one, and could care less about trains... so while in Alaska she bought us a train set that is big enough for him to ride. Where the hell is that supposed to go? We thought of digging a Koi pond for it to encircle since it is an indoor/outdoor set... oh and did I mention that she didn't order us enough track for the train to even sit on? I am not kidding. So, we've decided to send the set back TO ALASKA! and my crazy husband felt bad for his mom, so he ordered a small set in its place. We didn't even want trains to begin with! Why? That's all I want to know. Why?

On a funny note, we were watching "So You Think You Can Dance" and my son was shaking his booty to "Disco Inferno" and "What a Feelin'". Major cute points. That's all...