I am officially stressed.
One.More.Day.
p.s. Last night I was telling Jeremiah about another wonderful song from the eighties - I even played it for him.
And he was all "There is no way you remember that. It came out when you were two." And I responded with, "Then why can I sing it by heart? This song is a shit ton of awesome. A two year old does not forget something like this."
I don't know how he can doubt me. My sixth grade science teacher used to report to my mom that I was singing early eighties songs in his class. He couldn't name them because they were old, but you better believe I knew those songs.
Jeremiah even doubts that I own it. Babe? Don't ever doubt my eighties music collection. Ever. You will always lose. Always.
It doesn't have a lot of trees, animals, or any big lakes, but it does have its perks. Sunshine every day and a daily forecast of warm or hot. This has two benefits. One, getting dressed is a snap. Two, every day is sandal day! Arizona isn't perfect, but it is where we are currently calling home. We are just two youngsters from the Midwest, trying to survive in the desert. And this is our story.
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