Love, sweet love

Saturday was the big day. We brought home our new baby. . .

In all honesty, we paid more for the Dyson than we paid to the hospital when I gave birth to Eli. What’s wrong with that picture? Hmmm . . .

But, that’s okay. For $450, I am in lurve with my new purple Dyson. We went to Kohl’s on Saturday, and Eric made one last ditch attempt to try to talk me into some Eureka thing. But I only had eyes for my Purple D.

Then Eric tried to get me to choose a Dyson that was $100 cheaper, but if I was going to spend that much money, I wanted the one with all of the attachments. This one sucks up pet hair, cleans upholstery, and pretty much does everything except change diapers.

When Eric started trying to talk me into the yellow one, I picked up this baby (there was a handle on the box) and carried it to the register.

I played with it all afternoon on Saturday!

When I vacuumed for the first time, the dirt on the floor looked like it was literally chasing the Dyson. It’s as if the dirt was too good to be sucked up by anything less.

And here’s the coolest feature. The hose is like a slinky. It compacts right up into the handle, but it is so long when you stretch it out, that I can set the vacuum at the bottom of the stairs, and the hose will stretch clear to the top of the stairs! Isn’t that awesome?! I can clean my damn stairs without having to carry the vacuum up and down with me! This thing rocks!!

I am in complete and utter bliss.