Birdrunner and I will be doing our
death march HAPPY-FUNTIME WALK today at lunch and I totally cannot wait! It’s gorgeous today–the high is supposed to be in the 60s and I’m already purring like a kitteh as my skin tingles from being kissed by my favorite round yellow thing in the sky.
IT IS THE SUN AND
IT IS WORSHIPPING ME I AM WORSHIPPING IT AS APPROPRIATE…
(hey you! yes you…I see you trying to take a peek up my dress…
don’tStop it, I say!)
Oh my. I’m feeling slightly manic. I think I’m overdosing on rays of sun. Is that possible? Or do I just need to cut back on the caffiene? I suppose I should eat something, that might help.
I think I just need to jump on the trampoline a little longer…
Can you tell I’m so over this damn winter and ready for summer? I need to get my Bain de Soileil (for the San Tropez tan) on! (Hey, at least I use the kind with sunscreen now. Back in the day *ahem* the 80s it was baby oil with iodine. I was a daring little thing, huh?)
Dear Moutain Harbor, Ouachita Lake,
I cannot wait to pick up our love affair where we left off last summer. I hope you’re ready for lots of skintimate time with me. It’s gonna be wonderful. The party barge is ready and waiting. As am I.
Hope you guys have a great weekend. My youngest turns 13 on Sunday. No, I’m not choked up by that at all…