Sleeping with the windows open is heavenly.
I want to learn code. It would make things easier.
Why is it that my iPod mix sounds great until I start on the treadmill?
Here’s something disturbing. Earlier this week I found myself watching iCarly on Nickelodeon by myself. Not a kid in sight. Scary
Shane and I know the words to Kung Fu Panda by heart. I keep coming back to Master Oogway…”There are no accidents.” I like that way of looking at life.
Cookies are good. Very very good. On the other hand, my photo of Beau and his cookie is not so good.
I need an inspiration/creativity/get out of the same old rut kick in the pants.
Take care of yourself. Really, before it’s too late. Not to sound morbid or anything, but you’ve only got one life.