Is It Friday Already?

  • The last theme I handled at work today was “Talk Like a Pirate,” and I did my evening walk to the tune of “Drunken Sailor,” which had gotten stuck in my head. Alas, mateys, me landlubberly brain be lacking in lyrics! Eight laps later I was no closer to the answer of what to do with a drunken sailor early in the morning.
  • I said something to my husband and daughter today and capped it with an evil laugh, proving that parenting is a two-way street. Yes, the kids learn a lot from us, but we pick up some of their idiosyncrasies, too. Or as Marshall would say, “Mwa-ha-ha!”
  • I happened to take note of the time as I was managing my Daily Minimum today and, excepting my salaried work and the creative (optional) part of the list, it took me less than an hour to finish. This verified what I had already begun to suspect: the minimum is too minimal. I really oughta up my game.
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