Tonight's the big season finale of Lost and I've got some catching up to do with past episodes. I'm a little apprehensive about this episode since ABC has been promoting it as the episode to answer all of our questions. Okay, well maybe not all, but at least a lot of our questions. But this all has a eerily familiar vibe, kinda like last season when ABC swore we would find out what's in the hatch during the finale, and all we got was a shot of darkness. Thanks ABC; it's all crystal clear now. Let's keep our fingers crossed that this season's finale clears up a bit more than that.
Other than getting excited about the Lost season finale, not much has been going on around our tiny apartment. We saw Over the Hedge last night. It was funny and worth seeing. Definitely better than that other movie that opened this weekend.
And I've saved the best for last, the most exciting tidbit of our daily lives. Yesterday I washed the blanket that Lily burrows into while sleeping on the couch. I scooped it off the couch, without shaking it out, and threw it in the machine. When I pulled it out of the washer the next day it smelled foul. Way, way, way worse than when it went in. It seems that Lily left her dried bull penis in the blanket and they were washed together. While Lily was excited about the newly scented blanket, I was less than thrilled. Moral of the story: dried bull penis does not make a good fabric softener.