Dear blog,<\/p>\n
Please excuse Michelle for not writing any words tonight.<\/p>\n
She was spinning. Bike spinning, not yarn spinning.
\nThen she was cooking bacon and mushrooms.
\nThen she was talking.
\nAnd maybe drinking adult beverages.
\nAnd then they had to eat the bacon and mushrooms. And the avocado.
\nThere was Boneyard beer in the house. You know how that usually goes.
\nThen she was singing and forcing someone to listen to French and Arabic pop music. (Sorry)
\nThen she took the trash out, and it was a little too late for words. <\/p>\n
She had the best of intentions, but her execution was flawed. <\/p>\n
She promises to try to do better tomorrow.<\/p>\n
On an unrelated note: can you believe it’s almost the end of January already? Christmas was just a minute ago, and now it’s practically Hallmark Day. Crazy. <\/p>\n
Time doesn’t fly, it vaporizes. Sometimes it doesn’t even seem like it was ever even here at all. <\/p>\n
I saw the movie “Boyhood” on Sunday, and at the end a girl says:<\/p>\n
You know how everyone’s always saying seize the moment? I don’t know, I’m kind of thinking it’s the other way around, you know, like the moment seizes us.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
That. That is what happened. The moments got me completely tonight. Which is a very good thing. I got to talk to someone I love to talk to, and then I got to sing. We got to laugh. And talk some more. <\/p>\n
It was all good. All of the moments were good.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"