Waking up Waking up

So. It's 6:37 and that's only because I couldn't think of whether I should put that song lyric as the title. It's early on a Saturday because Frank is travelling to his dad's and I might have four people visiting, i might have 0. Mom Dad, Deanna and Will potentially are stopping by. I sure could use the help. Especially since I've decided to overhaul with deck-age of the halls. But first the un-fun stuff. Like fixing my eyebrow because frank pushed it in the wrong direction. I HATE that.
Laundry, dust, vacuum, clean bathroom, empty dishwasher, clean off kitchen table, get rid of garbage, hide presents. Again, that's the short list.
More later.
oy. I ignored the amount of water that was going to displace when i put the ham in the pot. = Mess.
I put the butter on top of the toaster oven to soften. And then forgot about it until I had already put the loaf pan in the oven so I had to take it back out...but it wasn't softened so  i think i ruined it. because the inside is raw. After about an hour and a half.
And all of a sudden Frank is already on 537 with pops in tow and Deanna is thinking around 2 which is only 3 hrs away and the house is in worse shape than it was this morning, if you can believe that.
See Anna Sun, "Walk the Moon".
I forgot to add 'water the plants' to the list.
AAAnd the ham is only at about 100 degrees depending on which thermometer you wanna listen to. And it's been on the stove since around 8 am this morning. I know because I got on the phone w/ my dad at 8:05 and shortly thereafter was when the water displacement incident occurred.
http://www.foodnetwork.com/holiday-central/package/index.html?xp=fnholiday
Do those people have people clean their houses for them? I mean I know they use sets so of course they're spotless but I mean when they entertain at home. They get people right? They must. Especially if there's kids involved. I don't have kids though.
Turned up the heat on the ham. Maybe another half an hour but in the meantime I totally got too close to the water with my finger while testing the temp aaaand ouch. ya. Also, the inside of the banana bread tastes delish but it's supposed to be bread and not pudding so. There goes that.
Maybe I should publish now so this can be a two-parter. I know I have the intention of doing that and then I never do because the night comes and I'm truly bushed but I think it would be good to report back on just how awesomely out of control the day went. So. Here you are.