Monday, January 19, 2009

17/365

1. The quiet that descends on the house after the last party guest leaves.

2. "Oh, you don't want to go down in the basement, Sydney, it's full of cat hair and I haven't vacuumed in weeks." "Why haven't you vacuumed?" "Because I'm lazy. It says so right on my license plate."

3. Cheesy greasy Mexican food.

4. The surprising warmth of felted wool mittens.

5. Liza jumping up and down because tomorrow Obama becomes our president.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You can tell Liza that we are all jumping up and down in anticipation of a new president.