I’m having such a hard time using my words today. I didn’t work at all on my next book (that’s supposed to be finished around January. Of 2016.😁
I can’t think of anything to blog about. Which means I can’t vouch for anything you may find contained within this post. I may not even really be writing it…
And Mr. Wonderful is gone til tomorrow. My partner and cohort and person I most like to hang out with is absent and it makes me unsettled.
My oldest, the all-knowing 11 year old, asked how long I will keep getting zits. (Oh, you noticed that volcano on my chin, eh?). To which I replied all screechy while shutting cabinet doors loudly, “I don’t know, I’m way past puberty so it’s not supposed to happen anymore!”
The 3-soon-to-be-4-year-old told me that I was her favorite because I don’t toot as much as the boys. Truth, sister.
My 7 year old had a baaaaaaaaad report at the dentist and then I found out somehow the military didn’t switch over our dental insurance. So we had none.
And I’m already in bed getting ready to eat my second ice cream sandwich of the evening. Because sometimes you just gotta.
I wish I was about to rock the mic like a vandal but I have no good words today.
So. Peace out my homies.
PS, can anyone name those lyrics?
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