kisses from "the dictator" are a natural mood enhancer, you know.
since getting back in town from our road trip (and turning, um, thirty...) everything's seemed sort of... blah. i think it's this awful humid weather. or getting back to "the grind." or maybe it's my toddler pulling the "i'm huck and i'm your BOSS" routine.
you know when you got the poops... in your soul?
i've learned by now how to address my feelings courteously, invite them in for a quick chat, figure out their deal, and then quickly kick them out the door. you know? i've got some tricks.
today it was this. this song is so ridiculous. i used to go to jazzercise with my mom when i was little and do all sorts of kick pumps to this song and today i was so grateful we have no downstairs neighbors, because i turned this song on all the way loud and then i boogied down. hard.