I met her on Monday, t'was my lucky bun-day
You know what I mean?
On my way to work this morning, I was distracted by the memory of a television program I once watched at my grandparents' house. You see, they had cable and we didn't. Anyway, it was in black and white, and the only part I remember was when a man walked into an office on his hands. He asked if he qualified for some sort of record because he had walked quite a distance on his hands. The secretary handed him some forms to fill out, which he clamped between his feet and shuffled out of the office. That's all I remember of that show. I don't even know what it was called. I have some strange childhood memories.
I suppose I should start the process of being productive. Thank goodness for aerobics, I must say. It divides my day into two equally boring parts. I don't even mind that I look like an albino string bean flailing wilding about in front of a wall of mirrors, compared to all the tan girls who, oddly enough, dress to the nines for aerobics! Oh, I'm definitely the odd duck of that group.
All right. It is time for me to get my cranberry fix and get it in gear!
On my way to work this morning, I was distracted by the memory of a television program I once watched at my grandparents' house. You see, they had cable and we didn't. Anyway, it was in black and white, and the only part I remember was when a man walked into an office on his hands. He asked if he qualified for some sort of record because he had walked quite a distance on his hands. The secretary handed him some forms to fill out, which he clamped between his feet and shuffled out of the office. That's all I remember of that show. I don't even know what it was called. I have some strange childhood memories.
I suppose I should start the process of being productive. Thank goodness for aerobics, I must say. It divides my day into two equally boring parts. I don't even mind that I look like an albino string bean flailing wilding about in front of a wall of mirrors, compared to all the tan girls who, oddly enough, dress to the nines for aerobics! Oh, I'm definitely the odd duck of that group.
All right. It is time for me to get my cranberry fix and get it in gear!