Meanwhile …

Meanwhile …

My brainwaves veered straight into overdrive early this a.m. as it roll called the  !! should !! and !! have to !! and !! better not forget !! and … yep, you’ve heard these rambles before.

Imperfect

And I giggle as I go about this somewhat frantic, ohmygosh, !! company !! straightening up biz, ’cause seriously, NOBODY NOTICES. But I know, you know, we allllll know, I’ll cleancleanclean, just in case and anyways.

🙂

This time though, there’s a tune dancing through my vibe. I haven’t heard or thought about it in years, but !! poof !! there it lingers, over and over singing …

Meanwhile Back at Mama’s

And how perfect, the lyrics. So perfect, I’m heart-melting with memories of wonderful yesterdays at Gramma’s, at Auntie’s, at Mom and Dad’s, at Sister’s … where the absolutely and only anything that mattered in the crazy, hustle-bustle-ness was together.

TOGETHER.

& exactly RIGHT THERE are the recollections, I wish to create.

So hey there, 2:00 in the morning, turn down your persistent chatter, take notice of Tim McGraw and Faith Hill‘s words

and enjoy each and every beautifully chaotic moment of meanwhile …

Simple Things