in case you've ever wondered what getting ready looks like in my house... it all goes fine...until husband is ready and oddly enough ( yea right) i am not..even if i started an hour before him. basically, i can sum up the experience in one word : chaotic. suddenly, shoes/tights/earrings/everything are lost and i am scrambling around searching for it. but i must say, i'm making a big improvement from my high school days. they usually consisted of me running to the car with shoes yet to be worn and daggers being shot in my direction via my sisters eyes.