Switching

gears.  That's what I'm trying to do this morning.  It's a good thing that after Tiffany and Justin left on Saturday morning that Margie and Lance had called and were coming through town from Arizona. They had an unplanned trip to Montana and wondered if they could spend the night.   It gave me the needed impetus to vacuum, mop, and get the house cleaned up after having neglected it for so long.  After all, who wants to spend time cleaning when you have grandchildren around?  Who has time for cleaning when you have those little voices saying "grandma, will you ________ (fill in the blank) with me?"   I think I've mentioned it before, but to me the most beautiful and meaningful word in the English language is "Grandma."