Guitar Hero echoes in the background. The girls are home from school for the day. I'm trying to get my mind around writing but find myself breaking into "Crocodile Rock", singing at the top of my lungs. Can't seem to get my thoughts written down.
"...when your feet just can't still. I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will....."
I stop singing and begin to type once more. Foot stomping and head bobbing in time with the music take over my body. Argh!!!!! Why don't I go to another room?!
I don't play the Wii. My hand can't take the repetitive moves. Yet there are times I find myself staring at the TV screen watching Scooby Doo make his way to clues hidden in rooms full of monsters. What is wrong with me????
Last night I could not sleep. With only about four hours under my belt, a nagging desire to crawl back into bed pulls at me. Words escape me.
Since I'm not of much use on my blog today, I think I'll go sit with my granddaughters and cheer them on. There are more important things than accomplishing anything today.
A Lego woman is singing, "I'm walking on sunshine and don't it feel good....."