No Theme Here, But There IS Randomness, as well as a Contest and a Prize

I loathe doing the laundry. Even J, the neat one in the relationship, hates it. Consequently, we've worked it out so that we avoid it at all costs: The nanny, bless her, does our son's* laundry (as you may already know), and we send ours out. Every now and then, though, something comes up and we actually have to do our own laundry. (I know, the horror!)

For instance, this past Sunday, I realized that we'd left our sheets and blankets out of the outgoing laundry load, and decided to wash them myself. I took the long walk down to the laundry room, muttering to myself about this most hated chore...and was richly rewarded for my troubles. No, it wasn't just the insanely delicious smelling fabric softener (Thanks, Sundry!) with which I was washing our stuff. No, my reward was the best job posting I'd ever seen (identifying information redacted by my childlike computer drawing skills):

Any kind of thing, you say? To quote Chandler Bing (I don't want to hear it, you still watch it, too) "Good, because I was worried you were gonna be vague about this." A thing! Any kind of thing! Man, the possibilities are truly endless. Oh, dear, sweet laundry room bulletin board. I love you so. If anything will encourage me to go back there, it's stuff like that.

Moving on through this segue-free post, I have another product recommendation. The last one was a a bit obscured by the whale vomit discussion with which it shared a post; I have nothing as exciting this time around to distract you. So, I love all this crap pictured below, but the bottle on the left is the new one, and it is awesome. It's Burt's Bees Garden Tomato Toner for Oily and Troubled Skin. My skin is neither oily nor troubled (knock wood), but it IS attached to a person who loooooves all things tomato-related. I was intrigued, and bought it. It has all the fun of old skool astringent (remember that stuff? I was a Sea Breeze devotee back in the day...) but it's natural and smells amazing. The frosted glass bottle is super cute, too. Perhaps most importantly, it works! My skin is all glowy and incredibly balanced...Much like an angel walking a tightrope.

Contest!

* Finally, as you may have noticed, I haven't come up with a cute alias for my son on this blog. I tend to refer to him as...uh, my son. Which, while accurate, is not all that interesting. Also, it gets sort of tedious to write. I considered Toopweets Smedley, which J and I had selected as the two weirdest names in our baby name book when I was pregnant, but I didn't want someone stumbling across this, and thinking I'd actually named my kid Toopweets. Or Smedley, for that matter. Consequently, I'm taking suggestions for a nickname. For inspiration, here are a few pictures from the weekend:

Best suggestion gets a prize. (Which will be a brand spankin' new Burt's Bees product. I'm a bit obsessed with their stuff, of late...can you tell?) Dear Future Winner,

Please don't live in Bora Bora or something.

Smooches,

Metalia