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Stevie Wonder's "Superstition" was just on the radio. Hot damn.
In the past 6 hours I have scrubbed completely spotlessly clean 80% of a gym. Wow.
Forget best part of Sunday's rollerblading adventure with Lauren. Just as we're coming up the last big hill of the "course" and we're tired and sweaty and kinda stumbly, a large pickup drives slowly by and it's occupents turn and stare at us with weird grins on their faces, waving slowly and way to calmly. No sound was heard from this vehicle except the engine. No hello from the occupents, just the strange unwavering grins and the slow, mechanical waves...Yeah, they were clowns. Lauren: "Um, Bethany? I've never been scared of clowns. I am now." I thought these people took their costumes off before coming home. Or maybe that's their "thing." Oh my. Eww. I've never seen a clown driving a large Ford pick-up. Best creepy/hilarious moment of the weekend.
YES! "Psycho Killer" is playing on the radio. I was just thinking about how much I wanted to hear this song. HMMMmmmmm.
Spent 3 hours yesterday looking for Jane's bridal shower gift from Mamacita and me. Wanted to find lingerie that won't make Jane uncomfortable to wear but that will still make Thomasina (that's not his real name, by the way) go "hot damn." Unsuccessful mission. I found many things that wouldn't have embarrassed me at all, but they were either long (Jane's not tall...shorter people should not wear longer slinky gowns = accentuates the lack of verticalness) or too girly (Jane's more tomboyish). I still have 3 weeks but I was so hoping to find it last night and instead of finding her present I just found pants and a shirt for myself. Stupid Nordstrom and their anniversary sale. On the plus side, I haven't worn my yellow Kangaroos yet and as Lauren and I were leaving Nordstrom we saw a pair of Kangaroos, $10 less than I paid for mine and same style, in pink But not the whole shoe. They were pink and white and a purplish blue, kind of like this. End of story = I'm taking the yellow Kangas back and getting these ones and $10 back. It takes so little to make me happy. Ahhhhhh.
Ahhh, good, "Sexual Healing" is now on. Marvin Gaye. You goofy man. Honestly, do you think he was able to sing through this with a straight face? I doubt it.
I decided that this is how I want my post to end, though, with Mr. Gaye serenading me in my overalls and askew ponytailed self about his needs when he "gets that feeling..."