I’m currently obsessed with this song. It reminds me of my childhood. First grade was the year of dance/gymnastic routines set to Off The Wall and Thriller, performed live in our living room.
And this song. It just makes me want to dance.
If you can’t rearrange your life much, rearrange your office. I expect no one at work will be surprised that I’ve switched things up. I was overdue. Seriously, you can tell my stress level by how much I move things around.
Hooray for Fall Break next week. Now if adults could have one too…
The cotton is starting to blossom here. I love it. I could never live on a farm, but I can’t imagine not living by the fields.
Beau and I had a Costco date tonight. I was super excited about getting a new paper shredder. He was super excited about all the pianos they have. Especially the microphone at the piano display. I’m pretty sure he would have waited all night to serenade the store.
Once again I’m not sure about my hair. Sometimes I think the most complex relationship is the one between a woman and her hair.
Why I’m loving it getting it dark earlier… Beau seriously thinks 6:45 PM is his bedtime.
Thirty-five tonight, thirty-six tomorrow. Hmmm…
I’ve been drooling over this camera lately. By no means do I need it, but a girl can dream…
I’m hoping to take Beau to the movies this weekend. (Mostly I have a hankering for movie theater popcorn.)
I started Gone Girl like I planned. (Yay me…following through!) And I was creeped out on page one.
Parenting Fail of the Week… My kid singing along to Pitbull.
You know that quote “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle?” (And apparently John Watson, aka Ian Maclaren said it first, not Plato, but either way…) Anyway, I really like that quote. It’s the truth really. Unless a person is just a plain old jerk. But sometimes it gets hard, very very hard.
Happy Weekend!
