My 11 year old’s favorite word right now is facetious.

My 15 year old’s favorite word is some incomprehensible grunt/noise thing that has several different meanings. The three I’ve been able to interpret so far are: No, I’m hungry, and Get out.

I woke up this morning with the song WILD WOMEN DO in my head. I don’t know when the last time I heard that song was, and I’m not really sure what the Universe is trying to tell me, but whatever. I’m just gonna sit back and sing it all day.

BECAUSE I CAN’T GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY.

I figure if I’m suffering, so should you. You’re welcome.