And I wonder why I didn't sleep this weekend
Hello. I am a hummingbird. All I eat is sugar.
How do I know this? Well, I went to Target last week, where they have all their pumpkin-flavored food on display, and I bought all sorts of pumpkin-flavored goodies, including pumpkin spice caramel corn. Then, mom made all her fluff for her Red Hat thing. They seemed to go over equally well, but she still came home with half of each. And then my dad returned from his boys' weekend up in Wisconsin, and he had all sorts of stuff. He smokes, but he doesn't smoke in his car, thankfully, but to satisfy his oral fixation he brings a bunch of candy. He had Twizzler nibs, Swedish Fish, and gummy peach slices. And, on his way back, he stopped at some roadside place where they had fudge and bought two different kinds, *and* more red licorice nibs, because he so needed those.
I really shouldn't wonder why my head feels weird. Excuse me, I need to crash.
How do I know this? Well, I went to Target last week, where they have all their pumpkin-flavored food on display, and I bought all sorts of pumpkin-flavored goodies, including pumpkin spice caramel corn. Then, mom made all her fluff for her Red Hat thing. They seemed to go over equally well, but she still came home with half of each. And then my dad returned from his boys' weekend up in Wisconsin, and he had all sorts of stuff. He smokes, but he doesn't smoke in his car, thankfully, but to satisfy his oral fixation he brings a bunch of candy. He had Twizzler nibs, Swedish Fish, and gummy peach slices. And, on his way back, he stopped at some roadside place where they had fudge and bought two different kinds, *and* more red licorice nibs, because he so needed those.
I really shouldn't wonder why my head feels weird. Excuse me, I need to crash.