- walk 4 miles to the park while talking nonstop about dinosaurs
- weed/mow/edge/sweep the entire front yard
- mow the back yard
- rearrange the toy shed and set up the basketball hoop
- wash the toys and set up the sand table
- sweep again
- pick Sam up from school with Danny in his favorite red wagon
- rescue 2 caterpillars on the walk home from the baking hot sidewalk
- play in the fort, pretending to be a stegasaurus being attacked by a ferocious utahraptor (Danny)
- play basketball
- take 919 pictures
- play frisbee with the dogs
maybe this was the reason today felt so happy.... we booked a vacation!!! we're going to our magical beach house in May after Sam finishes his yucky star testing. the house is the one on the right - AKA the perfect Michael Mancini Melrose Place beach house in Mandibu :) ahhhhhhhhh!
that saucepot Aaron says i am hopelessly starstruck and have a huge crush on Barack Obama. but it's just not true. he could be a big hairy sweaty religious guy with thong sandals for all i care and i would still gush and guffaw over him for being so awesomely cool, funny, smart and positive. OK... maybe a big hairy sweaty religious guy with thong sandals is a bad example, but Aaron, it's just not true!! (i keep that lovely pictorial of him doing dishes in my bedside table for it's valuable political content :)
my music folders are so hopelessly messed up... i must have 5 folders with varying punctuation full of REM music. sometimes i get so tired looking for an album in my F and G folders, i - shh - buy it again :| when i need to hear Beachball, i reaalllly need to hear it. it's honestly better than aleve and diet coke....
this life is sweet
me in honey
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