Sometimes you gotta take the good with the bad.  The good: getting to stay home all day and not go anywhere!  Neighbor kids come over and play at our house, and I know where my kids are, and what's happening.  The bad: dishes multiply in the sink, on counters, on tables, and I end up doing dishes about 5 times in one day.  I've got the hands of an 80-year old with all the time my hands have spent in water over the last 10 years.  Don't believe me?  Look:

I gotta get me some cream or somethin'.

And to top it all off, I got back from my walk this morning to hear my daughter inform me that she sees lots of gray hairs under my pony tail.  So I guess these dishpan hands are going to don some plastic gloves and take a French lesson from Monsieur Loreal.  But let me just tell you, I'm going to rock out while I do it!  Cranking up the Hillsong United We Stand CD while touching-up those roots will surely slow the aging process!