lonelily?

Today I scrubbed and sweated and swept my way to the status of Domestic Goddess. I am quite proud. It is good to have gray, calm days that don't force me outside and give me a chance to organize my life. Oh my, the joy of clean clothes on the line! The tranquility of a clean countertop! Wow. Listened to the Benjamin Gate while I admire my freshly-washed car. Stared at an overcast sky while I wonder what Damien Rice meant by the word "lonelily." A day at spent at home has been good for my soul.

Speaking of songs, I realized that I don't have to have a clue what a song is about in order to thoroughly enjoy listening to it. I guess I am learning this about life too. It's okay that things aren't always clear. I can enjoy them anyway.

My grandma comes into town tonight and I'm stoked. She is a wildfire. Fashions new words and snorts when she laughs and won't let me use the word "fart." She shops and runs long distances. Cleans like she's on drugs - maybe my obsession with deep cleaning is genetic. She is amazing. And I get the next three weeks to make memories and laugh so hard I pee my pants. If I'm lucky, maybe she will tell me stories like she did when I was young of a princess named Lacey. Yep, it's true. Haven't you watched "The Little Princess"? Every girl has royalty buried deep in her beautiful heart...