Friday, April 24, 2009

Spring Cleaning

Sunday was one of those sparkling days around here: the sun was shining, it wasn't raining, and it was warm. And, after a long winter, we felt the need to open every door and every window . . . to make the inside of the house at least as warm as the outside.

It was a gorgeous day.

We took advantage of the beautiful weather to give poor ol' Westy a long overdue oil change. And we took advantage of having Westy's inside compartments open and available to give her a long overdue cleaning.

We vacuumed, we windexed, we polished.

We armoral-ed Westy's dash clean.

I even cleaned organized the under-the-backseat compartment. I love to organize compartments.

Westy quite often does not look like this, on the road.

She sometimes looks like this.

Or, yikes, like this.

But right now? She looks like this. A clean Westy is, afterall, a happy Westy.

And then, out of nowhere, Street Sweeper Guy came and swept our street.
As Street Sweeper Guys do.
Our Westy was clean, our street was clean . . .
We were so enamored of this whole Hey, it's Spring! Let's clean! idea, that we went right down to my parents' house, and continued our cleaning jag.

My sister Ann had brain surgery last week. Last week. And she needed a shampoo. Oh, she'd gotten a shampoo already, from Mom, who was awarded an, ahem, C- for her efforts. (Sorry Mom). I was on a cleaning roll, though. I was the cavalry. I was ready to step in and save the day.

I washed Ann's hair.

Ann's got a big incision, but I washed successfully right around it.

And I didn't get a drop of water in her brain.

I'm going to tell Jennie that I'm available as a sub, whenever she needs me.

Who needs creme rinse conditioner when you've got bacitracin?

Westy? Check. Lenox Street? Check. Ann's hair? Check.

Clean. And Fresh.


Hsin-Yi said...

I sooo want a Westy, but I'd have to get a drivers license first.

What a good sister you are! My sister would NEVER let me wash her hair after brain surgery. She's still mad about the time I cut her hair and it was all different lengths. I doubt she'd trust me anywhere near her brain!

Nancy said...

Good Lord I hear ya'll squeaking with cleanliness.

Get West out and used and dirty! On the road again =)

I missed your sisters surgery info, but looks like everything is under control (thank goodness) especially that clean hair!

Me, You, or Ellie said...

I remember on our trip, you would get that bug and say: "I'm just cleaning up a little", which made it hard - but not impossible - to sit on my butt and watch you instead of getting up to help. You are a busy girl, my girlie is just like you.

I heard you got an A- from Herself, right?

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Yeah. An A-. I blame the bacitracin.


Me, You, or Ellie said...

Way too clean and unsued. That's my feeling about the Westy. (Especially if it's just had an oil change.)


Anonymous said...

And that's what sisters are for. Love the last photo of the two of you enjoying the moment.

The Blue Ridge Gal

Kat said...

I want a Westy now. I am glad your sister is doing well after her surgery and glad she didn't get water in her brain.

Springer Kneeblood said...

I think Nancy was thinking what I was thinking...nice clean Westy, nice warm weather...Road Trip! But you can't do that now, because you have to keep washing Ann's hair until you get an A+! And she just might not be willing to give you that plus...

xup said...

I wish you'd write an entire Westy book. I'd be first in line to buy a copy. And yes, you are a lovely sister and human being. Glad sis is doing okay after the scary surgery

Kathi D said...

Could you come here next?

Your sister looks DAMN good for just having had brain surgery!

I still cringe when I think about helping my (late) brother Glenn with a shampoo when he had a giant lesion on his head and I got maybe a D- on the job.