Dishtowels and Smoke

I bought some new washcloths! (or as Cedar would say.."ozcwof?") Yay! My other ones were dingy and the green color on them was very warped due to bleach use. I like these because they are cute and pretty. (and cheap..$5 for 30..at the dollar store of course) I know you care. And in keeping with the theme, here is a quote I like: "Our house is clean enough to be healthy, and dirty enough to be happy." I feel akin to this quote. I believe it to be true. I am never truly comfortable in houses that are absolutely spotless all the time. Don't you think? Isn't there a level of feeling at home in houses that are lived in a bit? That have just a bit of family scattered about?

And then.... day-after-the-fire smoke: (well, today is not the day after. Wednesday was actually the day after. Today is actually the day-after-the-day-after-the-day-after-the-fire)(and actually I shouldn't call it day after cause the fire is still going in places not as close to our house. So I'll call it day-after-I-could-see-the-fire-from-my-house-which-then-created-billowing-smoke...on Wednesday.)