Nice feeling at church on Sunday.  Look around and think I have that shirt.  I have those shorts.  I have that top.  Wait, no I don't.  I gave that stuff away! Keep looking around.  Realize three people at church have on outfits which formerly resided in my closet. Not sure if I was feeling like a nice person or if I was just high from baby-sniffing.  I had a baby sitting on my lap, and he smelled way too good.   
Normally, I'm a pretty good speller, but everytime I write deja vu, I have to dictionary.com it.  Therefore, everytime I dictionary.com deja vu, I have deja vu.
I think I'm still high from the Baby Magic.  
Every day is the same.  I swear I'm not going to stay up til 1 in the morning.  I want to be alert.  I want to have a good day.  I don't want to take a nap.  I'm not a good napper.  If I take a nap at the swimming pool, how will I ever get my magazines read?  Naps don't work.  They make me crankier.  But its 12:30 a.m., and here I am.  I would say tomorrow is a whole new day, but its already tomorrow now isn't it?  I'm not off to a good start.
1 comment:
Love the new look!
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