Night and daaaaay, you are the one...
This is one of those mornings where I wake up with my heart full to bursting with love for the genius of Cole Porter. I don't know why I wake up this way sometimes, but apparently today is one of those days.
(He's a genius! The way he plays with words and rhymes... simply genius. I love clever writers. My One Glee Wish this season is for Kurt and Blaine to sing his "Night and Day." It will never, ever happen, because it's too slow (and old) for a Glee performance, but OMG I would fall off of the couch with joy and probably not breathe for the entire span of the song.)
In other news, there is a positive side to the time change this weekend after all, which is that if the museling is going to wake me up at 4:30 in the morning we can use the extra time before school to do much of the cleaning we didn't get done yesterday because he was in complete and utter over-tired melt-down mode for the entire afternoon, so the only thing I accomplished was not bursting into tears with him.
(And I'm behind in e-mails/comments again. I know. I just have a deal with myself that if I have words I write words, and that means I've been using my free, brain-enabled computer time for stories instead of communicating. But I will catch up, because I do care!)
Happy Monday!
(He's a genius! The way he plays with words and rhymes... simply genius. I love clever writers. My One Glee Wish this season is for Kurt and Blaine to sing his "Night and Day." It will never, ever happen, because it's too slow (and old) for a Glee performance, but OMG I would fall off of the couch with joy and probably not breathe for the entire span of the song.)
In other news, there is a positive side to the time change this weekend after all, which is that if the museling is going to wake me up at 4:30 in the morning we can use the extra time before school to do much of the cleaning we didn't get done yesterday because he was in complete and utter over-tired melt-down mode for the entire afternoon, so the only thing I accomplished was not bursting into tears with him.
(And I'm behind in e-mails/comments again. I know. I just have a deal with myself that if I have words I write words, and that means I've been using my free, brain-enabled computer time for stories instead of communicating. But I will catch up, because I do care!)
Happy Monday!