I was torn between proud and horrified, and settled for a kind of horrible pride. Our friends allowed as how that was the funniest thing they’d ever heard, really, but oh look at the time, we need to be going, let’s pack it up guys. For reasons that were never made entirely clear, there were no further playdates.
Well, the year got away from me. I know, it’s been a while, and I’m hoping to be a little more present and active in 2016. In the mean time, I know that you haven’t forgotten me, since many of you ping me about not posting, and rest assured that I never forget you, dear […]
“I can feel your heart beat faster… / Take me home tonight / I don’t want to let you go ’til we see the light / Take me home tonight…”
“Yes,” said I, “I know the song Radioactive.” It turns out that I’m 30 years out of sync.
Well I’m not bad for a Monday
I could’ve lived without Sunday
I need a weekend with One More Day
But even if I had it I know I’d say
That I’m not bad … for a Monday.