Actual conversation from my home:
Mr. C: (looking around) I thought you were going to clean up for Songbird's visit?
St. Casserole: (dumbfounded) I did!
(Note to self: is my understanding of cleaning up different from other sentient life forms? What did Mr. C expect by "cleaning up"? Will Songbird think our home is a big mess?)
In less than two hours, God willing, I'll be at the airport to fetch Songbird. Is this great or what?
Happy, really happy,