Yesterday, my child who was home due to school closings for an official Tropical Drizzle Watch, ran out of her bedroom wearing a giant pointy hat and brandishing a plastic sword, yelling "I'm a Pirate Witch!".
Nothing gives me a greater sense of peace than wandering around and listening to her giggle and talk crazy talk to herself while I admire my green, thriving houseplants, or my content cats who love to snuggle down into a warm patch of sunlight on my bed and sleep for 22 hours. It seriously is the little things that make me so incredibly happy -- like the simple fact that other living things are content and thriving in my house.
And my vacuum lines in the carpet. I loves me some vacuum lines.
Aaaahhh.
'S all good.
:)
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
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2 comments:
I so get you on the vacuum lines. Unfortunately, my house sees then infrequently!
I am riding my vacuum over to your house immediately.
I'M ON MY WAY!
:)
M.
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