I made a vision board yesterday, as planned. I was ready to go through the motions and be unimpressed, but it turned out to be kind of cool and yes, FINE, THERE WAS SOME WOO-WOO INVOLVED, and once I am done compartmentalizing all of that perhaps I will share.
In other news, THE CHILDREN ARE HOME, and Santa brought Band Hero and LEGO Rock Band and we are quite the motley crew of musicians. I am afraid I can’t share more without incriminating myself, but suffice it to say that the children forcibly removed the drumsticks from my grasp last night. Ahem.
2011 is shaping up to be plenty entertaining. Today—after losing the pen she was working with for perhaps the third time in a row—I idly remarked to Chickadee that, “I think it’s possible that you are actually too stupid to live.” (Quick, call Child Protective Services! Sarcasm is BAD FOR THE CHILDRENZ!)
She quickly retorted, “That is NOT TRUE! I am plenty stupid and I’m still alive.” We looked at each other for a moment and she concluded, “Wait, that didn’t come out right.” I assured her that it really had.
Happy New Year!