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As in, “happy birthday to you…” That’s right, I look like a monkey and I smell like one too. I’ve been celebrating my birthday all weekend, and I want to say a special thanks to my friend Stephanie-doo-dah, who “enabled” me to shop my booty off at Joann’s today. Thanks, dude! Also, thanks to Melanie, who bought me a coffee and a lowfat egg and cheese sandwich. And thanks to David and Sara, who bought me new music on iTunes (I’m really in love with Amos Lee).
I got my haircut today, and it looks great thanks to Becky’s skillful blow drying. If only we could keep the salon blow-dry style everyday. You know, by magic. Tomorrow I’ll be back to my wavy, frizzy moppiness, but today, I’m pretty awesome.
We just saw The Kingdom, and although it was excellent (funny, sad, action-packed - it had it all), it left me feeling decidedly hopeless. My brother-in-law said, “that’s reality.” This didn’t make me feel any better.
So, since I still have one day of birthday weekend left, I’m going to be an ostrich. I’m not going to read my Christian Science Monitor tomorrow. I’m not going to watch any news. I’m not going to sign any petitions or read any political websites. I’m going to hide in my house and watch Playhouse Disney with my beautiful kid and sew something fun on my new sewing machine and try to use a little bit of the enormous (and growing) fabric stash I’ve been cultivating.
I’ll come back to the real world on Monday.
Until then, let’s be grateful to our service men and women who don’t have the luxury of being an ostrich.
Peace.
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