Some days heaven smiles down on you

...and others, you feel like your luck has completely run out and all timing is against you.

There are days when company drops by unannounced at the absolute perfect moment: when phone rings, the baby is screaming to get out of the high chair (after hurling the leftover applesauce in all directions), and the 4 year-old is queitly "playing" upstairs with markers on the wall. The house looks like a tornado blew through. It's the day you were lucky to get some clean sweats pulled on before the disastrous day started. Day-old Mascara is smeared around the eyes, your teeth are not yet even brushed.... well, you know the day.

Then there are days when you shower and get ready before the kids wake and creep into the kitchen for breakfast. The house is spotless, the day is just humming along perfectly. Those are the days no one ever drops by unexpectedly.

Well, I will have you know that yesterday, the stars were pretty well aligned. After a very successful afternoon of errand running, the missionaries stopped by. No, my house was not even close to orderly. In fact, it was a royal mess. I myself was a royal mess. Kyle happened to be home, so I asked them if they had lunch yet. They hadn't. And what do you know folks? I had leftovers from dinner the night before to feed them. While there was only one clean room in the house, it was a good one. The kitchen!!! We were able to feed the missionaries a decent meal on the fly! I even had cookie dough from the night before to boot. I really should make dinner more often. :-)