Shane learned it’s not so safe to nap in the living room with two bored people around. For an instant I thought it would be interesting to be a tattoo artist until I remembered you can’t erase. Way too much pressure.
I’m hoping I get to watch the Oscars tonight (with half an eye, mostly to see what people are wearing), but who knows… Right now I’m listening to a live rendition of The Star Spangled Banner. On a microphone. In our living room. With no volume control.
It looks like the rain has passed. Such a short, but sweet visit.
Funny how the same words out of a different person take on a whole new meaning and importance.
I’m counting down the days until Spring Break. No, we’re not going anywhere. But I do get a week of not worrying about school lunch/home lunch, reading minutes, homework, spelling words, vocab words, star words, I could go on and on… And bedtime? Bedtime schmedtime.
The guts it takes to wear a white gown. I want Sally Fields’ gown. (Yes, the Oscars made it to our living room.)
And with that, on to Monday…