Just went upstairs to get my niece breakfast and looked out the window. My dad, who got off work after 4 hours today, was washing my car. My car. (I really like HTML...hee hee). Anyway, I know it's really nice of him, and I don't have to go outside in what feels like 91 degree weather, but it's my car. I wanted to wash it. Maybe I'll do all the inside stuff, like windows and dash. But that's not the fun part. I wanted to wash it. Maybe I'll drive through somewhere really dirty and gross and have to wash it again. Hmmm, must think of something.