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What a fun evening! I took off from work at 1:30 to pick M up at work and head to the campground where my parents are at in Lexington. Once there, we all went swimming for a while, and then they cooked a birthday meal for M.. ribs and baked potatoes. Yummy! We got home just after nine, tired but happy. We're not usually big on being away from home on weeknights but tonight was very pleasant. There's nothing like soaking in a pool, thinking about how much better it is than being at work!
However, since that's pretty much all that's been happening.. there really isn't a whole lot that needs to be said tonight. We had fun. My freckles are standing out again. I have very pale freckles that hide most of the time. Being out in the sun for an hour will make them visible for a while, but they're not strong enough to see through my makeup, most of the time. (Obligatory disclaimer so that real-life friends won't think... but she doesn't HAVE freckles!) So, my point here, I guess, is that: I've got freckles on me but, I am nice.
Here is something that you may not know about me: I often speak in lyrics. Sometimes I even sing. I didn't even notice I did it as often as I did until my niece pointed it out awhile back. If I can answer using lyrics from a song in an appropriate fashion, I usually do. M has picked up on this and especially does it when the lines in question are from obscure Counting Crows songs. It's rather a lot of fun, especially when you don't recognize the phrase at first. For example, M said recently that he liked something or other, and added "and onions." And it took me a minute before I remembered... I Love... honest open smiles, kisses from a child, tomatoes on a vine, and onions. (Tom T. Hall)
What I'm worrying about right now: there are too many things for me to worry about. Which takes precedence--my desire to eat healthier, my desire to save money, my desire to be more environmentally friendly, my desire to be an uncaring consumer that doesn't worry about the aforementioned things, my desire to eat organic foods versus my desire to not spend my retirement money on groceries, etc? EVEN I CAN ONLY WORRY ABOUT SO MANY THINGS AT THE SAME TIME. And I meant to go into this when I had more time to actually give it a coherent post, but I accidentally wrote it today instead. Ooops.
I am so sleepy. Why am I not in bed already?
However, since that's pretty much all that's been happening.. there really isn't a whole lot that needs to be said tonight. We had fun. My freckles are standing out again. I have very pale freckles that hide most of the time. Being out in the sun for an hour will make them visible for a while, but they're not strong enough to see through my makeup, most of the time. (Obligatory disclaimer so that real-life friends won't think... but she doesn't HAVE freckles!) So, my point here, I guess, is that: I've got freckles on me but, I am nice.
Here is something that you may not know about me: I often speak in lyrics. Sometimes I even sing. I didn't even notice I did it as often as I did until my niece pointed it out awhile back. If I can answer using lyrics from a song in an appropriate fashion, I usually do. M has picked up on this and especially does it when the lines in question are from obscure Counting Crows songs. It's rather a lot of fun, especially when you don't recognize the phrase at first. For example, M said recently that he liked something or other, and added "and onions." And it took me a minute before I remembered... I Love... honest open smiles, kisses from a child, tomatoes on a vine, and onions. (Tom T. Hall)
What I'm worrying about right now: there are too many things for me to worry about. Which takes precedence--my desire to eat healthier, my desire to save money, my desire to be more environmentally friendly, my desire to be an uncaring consumer that doesn't worry about the aforementioned things, my desire to eat organic foods versus my desire to not spend my retirement money on groceries, etc? EVEN I CAN ONLY WORRY ABOUT SO MANY THINGS AT THE SAME TIME. And I meant to go into this when I had more time to actually give it a coherent post, but I accidentally wrote it today instead. Ooops.
I am so sleepy. Why am I not in bed already?
