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Ohmigosh I am such an old woman.
My body is an achy, sunburned mess. It's actually kind of pathetic, really.
It was gorgeous out, so we spent the whole day outside today at school. I chased midgets around and then was chased around by a good twenty-something strong group of midgets, tackled football-style, and then carted off to 'jail' so that I could 'break out' and begin the vicious cycle all over again.
But still, very happy-making, I must say.
Especially since I didn't have to push the swings. Six hours of swing-pushing is so not kind to the arms.
Oh! And some cheerful music for everybody. Because, really, spreading the joy here.
Vienna Teng - Stray Italian Greyhound
Heard this the first time at a tiny, little concert a few weeks ago (where I ate a truly disgusting amount of junk food) and, according to her, she wrote it after leaving her first Obama rally. She says that it's about that reluctant feeling of 'Oh god, do I have to actually be hopeful now?' So, yay?
My body is an achy, sunburned mess. It's actually kind of pathetic, really.
It was gorgeous out, so we spent the whole day outside today at school. I chased midgets around and then was chased around by a good twenty-something strong group of midgets, tackled football-style, and then carted off to 'jail' so that I could 'break out' and begin the vicious cycle all over again.
But still, very happy-making, I must say.
Especially since I didn't have to push the swings. Six hours of swing-pushing is so not kind to the arms.
Oh! And some cheerful music for everybody. Because, really, spreading the joy here.
Vienna Teng - Stray Italian Greyhound
Heard this the first time at a tiny, little concert a few weeks ago (where I ate a truly disgusting amount of junk food) and, according to her, she wrote it after leaving her first Obama rally. She says that it's about that reluctant feeling of 'Oh god, do I have to actually be hopeful now?' So, yay?