It's Friday. Is it time to retire yet? Seriously. I'm all about moving to Florida and wearing pedal pushers on the beach watching the sunset with my (imaginary) husband. Oh-and taking advantage of Early Bird specials.
Here is some randomivity from the week:
Gummy Bears, when hurled over your cubicle, hurt when they land on your head. They do, however, bounce quite high giving the "gummy launcher" a good laugh.
Who was the first guy who thought about putting a fish in a bowl in his house instead of in a bucket on his porch? And I wonder what kind of fish is was to inspire such a move.
Sometimes you are wrong about people who you thought were trustworthy and honest-and it hurts when you realize this is not the case.
Autumn in New England=Wonderific
Leaves on my lawn=Overwhelmingly Annoying
Getting paid to be in a play is pretty cool. Opening the first paycheck and seeing it is not even enough to support your new weekly addiction to Starbuck's caramel Apple Cider is depressing.
It is funny to hear about a grown man riding down the highway with his head hanging out of the window of a Tahoe like a dog. Especially when he is doing it, ironically, to avoid smelling the dogs that ride in the car-because he is deathly allergic.
Sometimes you just question everything about yourself. And it's lonely. But sometimes you get an unexpected reminder from someone you've never met that the sun is always shining somewhere. And it helps.
Parakeets are not safe in CT. Fly little birds....fly...
No matter how bad things are today, they are still better than they were a year ago this week. Thank you to you-know-who and the song "Lying Eyes" for that reminder.