Someone left the water running...

It's 8:37am and I'm wide awake. I've managed to sleep through the 3yr old screaming wake up call, my mothers obsession with laundry, the 13yr old getting ready for band, and my "14 yr old crush" coming to join her and making his acute observations about my thong underwear sitting atop my folded laundry.

What awakes me instead two hours later is the sound that would alarm any girl in the desert, the sound of water hitting pavement; the rain. It's funny how the sky cries with you sometimes.

Amused, I go online to write this quick tidbit down, and am greeted by many an electroniclly posted yellow "away" messages. I sit and ponder these messages sometimes, and often, (as learned by C) 'drop some luv.'

As I respond to one of these yellow tags I'm reminded of a song...

Stoned Lyrics
When you're stoned, baby, I am drunk
We make love seems a little dazzler
It's hard sometimes not to look away
And think what's the point when I'm having to hold this fine time
I think I'll explode if I can't feel this free now

[Chorus:]
If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best things I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
As I want to hang it out in your coat

I feel love baby, joy in the road
And the world moves with me
I feel love start just slip away silently
Quietly take the things and go
And think what's the point, think where's the hope when coming home

[Chorus]

And if you find one day, find some freedom merrily
With this freedom maybe, maybe you will find some peace
With this peace baby, I hope it brings you back to me
Bring you home, take me home

[Chorus]

Oh, take me home
Oh, take me home
When you're stoned, baby, take me home
Oh...

Phone call from J-low chimes in...the rumors never stopped, great....and the rain continues to pour.