Let it dirt! Let it dirt! Let it dirt!

I am so super tired today! I think I stayed up too late playing at Barnes and Noble last night. For some reason, my grandma self has been staying up til midnight for the last few weeks. It's kind of a revolution in my world. Maybe I have a shot at making it to the midnight movie this weekend after all.

For your tidbit of information about what's going on in the world these days, here is an update from Marianne (in China) that is quite entertaining:

Perhaps you've heard about the sandstorms that have been sweeping through Beijing and much of Northern China lately. For those of you who may be unclear as to exactly what a sandstorm is, picture a very heavy snowstorm, except instead of fluffy white flakes, chunks of dirt are flying at your face and in your mouth. Rather than a fine layer of glittery white coating everything the next morning, we found the ground, leaves on the trees and even the flowers covered with a fine layer of sand. What amazes me is the clean up process. We were shocked to see staff from our school actually mopping-yes, mopping-the concrete play area outside our school. Another teacher set up a fire hose and actually blasted the sand off some of the buildings and trees.

Needless to say, this turn of events did not fill my heart with joy. It did, however, put me in a poetic mood, so here you go-my first attempt at a springtime carol, "Let it Dirt."

Oh the weather outside is frightful
Got no heat, it's not delightful
But we're grateful it doesn't hurt...
Let it dirt! Let it dirt! Let it dirt!

It doesn't show signs of stopping
But why do they keep on mopping?
Don't think about wearing a skirt
Let it dirt! Let it dirt! Let it dirt!

When we finally say goodnight
To our latest and greatest sandstorm
Grab the firehouse and hold it tight
Take aim and clean off the dorm!

Oh, my lungs are slowly dying
Life here is often trying
I think it'd make a great t-shirt
"Let it dirt! Let it dirt! Let it dirt!"