I know you have been neglected this week. I’m sorry about that. I know you need words and thoughts and all that good stuff, but my house and my people are even more neglected.
Today I must clean and laundry and cook or I could be facing a Bastille Day-type revolt. They get so fussy when they run out of clean underpants. I quelled the riot earlier with donuts, but that was really just a temporary measure.
So while I get this place back in shape, enjoy One Day Like This. As my friend Amy tells me, if you’re going to live an anthemic life, you’re going to need a soundtrack.
Throwing the curtains wide,