Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Stop the Presses!
I have offically heard everything.(Click HERE to find out)
I have offically heard everything.(Click HERE to find out)
I’m on my way into work when I hear a cover of The Bee Gees “How Deep Is Your Love”; and it instantly put me in a good mood.
It got me to think that I enjoy covers of Bee Gees songs better then The Bee Gees themselves.
How ironic is that?!? Those guys sure knew how to craft a song!!
I’m sitting in one of my favorite places to eat in all the world, but I’m sad because I miss my Mo.
I’ve had 6 hours of sleep the past two days, but I still miss her.
I enjoy being away from my office but I miss being away from home.
I’m dealing with two distinct moods right not; happy and contemplative.
Since the happy happened first, you’re gonna get an earful of that.
Sometime this morning, i decided that Mo and I needed to head out to visit WallyWorld and Sam’s Club to get some stuff that was in low supply around the house. We were still in our Jammies, so I said to Mo, “you need to go potty and then get dressed”.
The bathroom is across the hall from my office so I was chatting with MG via Instant Messenger when I hear Mo sining from the bathroom at the top of her lungs…
“MY BUTT IS REALLY BIG!!”
I was trying my best not to crack up laughing because this kid was making a real operatic song out of it.
“My butt is really big,
yes really, really big.
My jammies are off, and on the floor,
but my butt is realllllly reallllly big !!!!"(dramatic finish and all).
Where the heck does she get this stuff?!? I mean, it was funny, but her musicality was through the roof. It’s amazing that she can use her imagination in such a wonderful manner. I could help but not sing that song for the rest of the day. Thanks Mo!!!
I can’t believe that it’s been two weeks since I’ve last posted something. Geeesh.
Sorry about that people. I guess that one thing leads to another and well, two weeks go by.
I’ve been running short on time with being in Pittsburgh and all over the countryside..
Anyway, let’s see. I guess the one bit of accomplishment was finally getting my haircut tonight. During said haircut, I noticed something. I don’t have gray hair. I have WHITE hair. What the heck? Before anyone (MY DAD) makes any cracks about getting old, I thought that I would get gray first and then white. I guess I’m cutting in line and moving right on through.
I found a way around all this. Keep my hair as short as possible. That way, the hairs are so short you can’t tell the difference.
WooHoo! Problem solved.