Twelve down, twelve to go.
Listening to tunes (“Ami” by Pure Prairie League) and awaiting M’s return. There’s one part of this song that I just love and that reminded me that I am like that with most songs that I really like. There’s always a certain part I wait for. Anyone else feel that way about songs? Just me? Okay then.
I really don’t sing well. In fact, my mother told me (many times) not to sing in public or I would embarass myself. I know I can’t sing and I’m usually okay with that because my pets are the only ones who
are forced to enjoy the melodious tones. And as long as I continue to feed them, I will continue to serenade them.
(OOH! “And I Ran” is on – Flock of Seagulls? 80’s music? Funky hair?)
Duty is asleep on the couch with the tv on. That’s about par for the course here most nights. I’m in here goofing off online and he’s there either playing poker or sleeping (sometimes playing poker in his sleep!).
(can you tell I’ve hit a creative wall? So, yeah)