Quick Bullets

I watched a lady sleeping in her car while driving on the parkway this morning. Her daughter (not sure it was her daughter, but let's assume, shall we?), bright and alert, was holding the wheel and keeping the car on the road. Scary.

Little Bit wants to walk so badly but just won’t let go. I know once she takes that big “step” and releases the fingers of the ones who support her she’ll never stop and she already gets into everything. She does all kinds of stuff Kiddo never even dreamed of doing until he was much older! She climbs on anything she can, tries to get the electric outlet safety plugs out, she is loud and boisterous and constantly clingy – always wants us in her sight. But she’s not doing anything abnormal!

The load in my washing machine got all lumped up on one side last night and the whole thing jumped and shimmed its way across my kitchen (yes, it’s in the kitchen). Made me think of a story in that wonderful I’ll-probably-read-it-once-a-year-until-I-die Robert Fulghum book: All I Really Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten.

Is bacon not the world’s most perfect food?

My friend’s birthday is on the same day as my jewelry party and she’s going to be spending the day at the Spa with her mother getting pampered. Oh, how I wish I could join her! I need a pedicure. OK...I want a pedicure. Either way my toes need help.

I’ve found that my long lost twin sister lives right here in the same town I live in. I think we must have been separated at birth – except for that little thing about having different parents. Yeah – can’t get past that one.

I don’t have anything to read.

TTFN JMS