I have no idea what to write about tonight. I usually take the weekends off to rest my industrious brain but, each time I do, I always find myself sitting in front of my computer with the cursor blinking at me. Laughing at me. My dog wonders around me. She knows when I have the laptop on my ..well..lap, not to bother me. Except, tonight I find her a sweet distraction. My thoughts are drowned by sounds of "Meet The Faulkers" and my washing machine.
The sun has set and the wind is picking up lovingly. Back to the chopping block tomorrow with my 17 little smarties with their light up Nike's and Twinkle Toes. This week we discuss bears and hybernation. This should be interesting.
I haven't been sleeping much because I have new nieghbors who insist on staying up till 5am playing video games. I can hear the wife bellowing at her husband to come to bed. I can hear the daughter blow drying her hair at 5 in the morning. I guess I should silently deliver one of my bogus " manager" letters stating there will be a fine if the noise continues!! It's worked before. :)
The moon is hiding tonight. I know it gets a lot of flack because of it's responsibilities. I wonder what the moon would say if it could talk? Would the sun complain that it was too hot? What about the stars? Do they wish they could all be counted? Or do they live their own life, living magestically together, guilty of love?
I'll sleep on that question. Goodnight.
I wish I may, I wish I might, dream of cupcakes all of the night :)
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