  "Fingers trace your every outline Paint a picture with my hands..." Some quotes just make me smile. Today was a gorgeous one, and taking full of advantage of it, I drove home from school with the sunroof open.
As a lighthearted song played, those lyrics from the song above drifted through the comforting breeze, and as they grazed my ear I smiled. Perhaps you did too. After I arrived at my humble abode, I received a call from Kacie. She wanted to go shopping, and since my brain is eternally programmed to think that shopping is a great idea, I consented. We searched for a Spinsters dress for her, and I believe we found the perfect one. It is very bold colored and spunky, just like its wearer.
Afterwards, we bo-dee-oh-doed on over to Applebee's for a tasty dinner. It was just what I needed: a good conversation and a filling meal. Who wouldn't be happy after that? Then, I came home to a warm house. If comfort has a smell, my house is it. When you walk in, it's clean and fresh, the air tingling with a hint of the food prepared for dinner.
Next year at college, I don't know how I'll handle not coming home to that each night. I suppose I will have to create my own home, my own comfort. I wonder how my house will smell when I have settled down, with a husband and a couple kids. I wonder if they will walk in to our future house and be comforted by the same things I am today. Only time will tell... *smile* 
